Hanging to what it was in the past
Wanting this so bad it drives me mad
If I could’ve been warned of how it would end
I could’ve been prepared to revert back again
Life without the lust is different to me
Life without the sin ain’t where I want to be
Trust me when I say it was remarkably fun
Like that time when… i’ll just hold onto that one
Fire and ice, nothing but steam
Not a day where your face didn’t invade my dream
Yes it’s rare but I’m giving out a second chance
A third, fourth, and fifth if it’s in the demands
Give me my space but it’s been too long, had too much
Space ain’t what I need, more like that sense, um…touch
This was my drug, trust was my fault
Love was the habit, in your web is where I’m still caught.
Tedra