Empty town,
Deserted road...

Once I cut,
Once I cried...

The apprehension and excitement mix,
As the day draws closer and closer...

Swirling, twirling, flashing lights,
Penetrate the cold wet night...

If you would just,
Open your eyes...

She opens her eyes,
Weak from the embrace...

She used to be one of those girls,
With very little to hide...

I used to be sensible,
Did as I was told...

If you were me,
You would have not fallen now...

What has she,
Ever done to you...

I don’t fit in,
This happy world of yours...

I’m not the same,
But for you I’ll pretend...