Jan 02, 2008 05:47
Its 2058...and I can only think about one thing
How am I supposed to breathe?
I try to relax I touch your still frame
So I can watch you closer
And study the ways I believe I belong to you
So I, I scratch at your waist line, your doll hair
I dig up the thought of how your eyes glow
So I make you my religion, my collision, my escape goat
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
Can you pretend I'm amazing?
I can pretend I'm amazing...
Instead of what we both know?
Instead of what we both know?
I cut to the punch line, baby
Can't we pretend I'm amazing?
Instead of what we both know?
And now our history is for sale
And for that I apologize
You see you're my only know how
The study of when I believed I belonged to you
You see I've made you into something more delicious,
My sweet ghost
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
Can you pretend I'm amazing?
I can pretend I'm amazing...
Instead of what we both know?
Instead of what we both know?
I cut to the punch line, baby
Cant we pretend I'm amazing?
Instead of what we both know?