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Texty: High Court. Puppet Strings. Down In Flames.


Well, we fell in love like magic.
Locked at the lips, you taste so sweet.
With your body to mine, we would burn all night as the friction would turn up the heat.
Now I'm stuck here in this moment, becoming the slave who won't be freed.
Remember the day that we met, and the night on the tenth?
Oh, come back to me, I plead.

Honey I won't ever leave you.
I've had the best and I can't let you go, on your own.
So alone, I stand before you.
Don't you know?
I adore you.
Running away, the bridges go down in flames.

Oh yeah, and I still wait for things to happen.
I'm sitting here wasting all my time.
Throw the car in reverse, send the run back to first cause I've been punished for my crimes.
I wish I could hold you while you're sleeping.
The beat of your heart sounds just like mine.
If you'd wrap your legs around my waist, only then will I be fine.
You know that the door is always open.
I gave you my heart, you lost your key.
Now all that I'm left with are these pictures of your face, that I'm too sad to see.

Honey I won't ever leave you.
I've had the best and I can't let you go, on your own.
So alone, I stand before you.
Don't you know?
I adore you.
Running away, the bridges go down in flames.
High Court