Love forged, owned, and borrowed
Will you kiss me like this tomorrow?
No matter how I fill this space
This hole, it wears the mask of sorrow
And I hate being looked at without being seen
Undress me with your eyes until my soul's all that remains
And I hate having no one to turn to while I sleep
So give I'll give you all you ask for if you hold me while I dream
Well I hate being looked at without being seen
Undress me with your eyes until my soul's all that remains
And I hate having no one to turn to while I sleep
So give I'll give you all you ask for if you hold me while I dream
Love forged, owned, and borrowed (I'll hold a wake [?])
Will you kiss me like this tomorrow? (There's no warmth in this touch)
