Stories in your head
they need to be known...

Laying in the halls
how I'm a bloody mess...

I know how it is, to write through despair
to love beyond hell, even though Satan's near...

In the thought of love
my lungs get tied down...

Ill give you one chance
thats all i can spare...

We danced
two left feet, introduced on the pale carpet...

In sign of old friendship
let me be thy dream...

I'm gonna chop off your meaning
and make you feel dumb...