This whore, this once, this wayAre you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to me
Take it back now
Are you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to meShe is not that strange
She says goodbye some dayMy black coffee fantasy
Never seems to bother me
In my mind I'm hoping I'll betray
The sinners dance and fade away
I'll fade away this onceDying
And the blood taste was redAre you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to me
Take it back now
Are you going to run from time
And die to me?She is not that strange
She says goodbye somedayMy black coffee fantasy
Never seemed to bother me
In my mind I'm hoping I'll betray
The sinners dance and fade away
I'll fade awayPress the story of stories praised
Of love and women up above
Layer this guilt that fits like a glove
I say it before you heated and tickle[Unverified]And I will take what's mine
And I will try to stay mundane
Pretending it hurts you, I will take what's mine
And I will try to stay mundane