Tonight

Tonight I can't raise my voice
You'll have to come closer to me
There's a veil down my throat
The words are coming out rather wrong

What else can we do about it?
What else can we do about it?

Tonight I can't find the poise
You'll have to be closer to me
I need to shelter in your arms
No other place soothe me like they do

What else can we do about it?
What else can we do about it?
What else can we do about it?
What else can we do about it?
What else can we do about it?
But making out again
What else can we do about it?
What else can we do about it?
But making out again
What else can we do about it?