Woh II Tsc

You've become an obsession now
The taste of your lips is still there
I need you one more time
But now for real and not just a teaser
We both know where we stand
It's just a matter of finishing off
All interests and growing feelings
Hold a chance of ever doing so

Outside
I need no weather forecast
When all is spinning
Inside

I rip your bloody shirt
Nowhere
The damage is already done
And wounds are open now
I might as well just bleed to death
I sure would bleed for you
The draining has merely begun
You really suck somehow
I might as well just screw the rest
Than leave them all to you

I'm sorry for the things we did
Sorry for your loss
Sorry that you're nowhere near
Of ever being boss
Sorry for the things I said
Sorry for the lie
Sorry about all the deeds
Sorry about the night

I'm sorry for the things we did
I'm sorry for the things we did

Outside
I need no weather forecast
When all is spinning
Inside
I rip your bloody shirt
Nowhere