Can foolhardy love affairs   be more than just wet thighs?    all that you're giving me    I don't recognize       the strength of your beauty's been    somewhere seeking solitude    but you’re just afraid of me   it's all in your eyes       and here we are    my heart's in your hand   we did this all wrong   let's do it again   you're a gun       this bad taste of leaving    will rush through our mouths   the words that I'm sealing    I'll start with now       and if my words were stone    I'd kiss them in your mouth    and though you're the lion    I'll drag you down       let's sing tonight    holding my hand    we could be friends    but I'm better off sleeping alone       I'm nothing, like an urn   I'm filling my body with flesh the you’ve burnt