can foolhardy love affairs,    be more than just wet thighs?    the 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 her    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       and this bad taste of leaving    will rush through our mouths    and these words that i'm sealing    i'll start it now       and if my words were stone    (and if my words were stone)    i'd kiss them in your mouth    (i'd kiss them in your mouth)   and though you're the lion    (and though you're the lion)   i'll drag you down       and here we are    my heart's in your hand    we did this all wrong    let's do it again    you're a gun       and here we are    my heart's in your hands   we did this all wrong    let's do it again       so 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 that you've burnt