(Yeah. What you- what you doing on the floor? Get up, let’s go)

Uh, it’s something about what you said. On the night that we had too much & we let so much go by us unsaid. When we stood by the balcony, bent, letting all the street lights get to our heads & you turned to me looking unkempt like "could I spend the rest of the night here instead?" Well, hell yeah! Now it smells like swishers & sex & I could tell you everything you want to hear but I couldn’t begin to tell you for a moment what’s next. I’ve been on this feel for the last 48; she been on this trip since the night before last. She like "what you gave me really got me feeling great!" I just pray to god that she only took half cause I don’t feel a thing. & even if I did I’d never tell her how I feel cause whatever’s in this drink got me feeling too much & it feels like too much of what I’m feeling’s never real. Til she pulled me in close and started breathing down my neck, straddling my waist, little red corvette, popped another one, started stroking me in sets in between and who the hell am I to circumvent? I could feel her heartbeat pumping through her chest. I live to see her pupils dilated when she’s faded. She on top of me topless looking like a mess. Screaming out my name saying "Fuck me til I’m famous, I’m famous, I’m famous” Well, in a minute but…

So, where have the lights gone?
Couple of dark hearts, no
Broken the first rule, yeah
See, I’ve been this way too long
Your bad’s got me craving
These walls got me shaking
Hostage to your words
Slowly caving in

When you’re screaming my name
(Hostage to your words, slowly caving in)

Its gets harder to breathe
When you’re looking at me
And I’m looking at you

Uh, when everything else has gone slow and I feel her body about to climax I bask in watching her atmosphere glow. She runs her fingers up and down her complexion and she bites the bottom of her lips just so. Then she grins as she reaches for the nightstand with her right hand and pulls a bagful of blow out, no doubt about it she about to hit the quota. Head over shoulders; she said "I think I’m about to throw up," stood up and then fell down, I feel like I’m in hell now, coming down, looking at her heaving from the floor up. Tears ran her mascara down her face onto her clothes, on her hands and knees, cold, frightened and exposed. Looking up at me with blood seeping from her nose, still reaping what she’s sewn, but I guess I should’ve known, better. I don’t really want to leave her like this. She’s on her hands and knees looking at me so lifeless. That’s when she turned and said “Well, ain’t that how life is?” One minute you’re at the top, you’re looking at the bottom and the next you’re at the bottom and you’re looking at the top and you feel so, gone.

So, where have the lights gone?
Couple of dark hearts
Broken the first rule, yeah
See, I’ve been this way too long
Your bad’s got me craving
These walls got me shaking
A hostage to your words
Slowly caving in

When you’re screaming my name
(Hostage to your words, slowly caving in)

I know, I know this shit don’t look pretty
Slow dance your death away
I know, I know this shit don’t look pretty
Slow dance your death away, are you with me?
I know, I know this shit don’t look pretty
Slow dance your death away.
I know, I know this shit don’t look pretty
Slow dance your death, so are you with me?

(Hostage to your words, slowly caving in)

So where have the lights gone?
Couple of dark hearts
Broken the first rule, yeah
See, I’ve been this way too long
Your bad’s got me craving
These walls got me shaking
Hostage to your words
Slowly caving in…