Be Invited

Once the feeling calls

You play the part, break the heart

Until you feel aliveScratch through the ceiling you love

To have your fun behined the gun

Till the feeling diesAnd there's something at work here

There's something at work here

There's something at work here

Dark circles around your bodySoon you'll be stealing for

The odds and ends

We once were friends

Now you demean usBack to the meaning

Of the way you are

You crash the car

To make the fever riseAnd there's something, I'm working

There's something, I'm working

There's something, I'm working

Dark circles around your bodyShift less inside your gut

We lay the card, the players apart

Used to be alikeSlips your aching heart

And once again

Without your friend

Come to be invited