Texty: The Honorary Title. Scream & Light Up the Sky. Only One Week.

Have your lips graced another's yet or am I the only one?
Every time I try to speak to you, those are the thoughts that run
Say something else girl, I don't wanna have to leave
Our communication is hardly what it used to be

When can I claim you to be
My own, so selfishly?
When can I claim you to be
My own, my only?

Want nothing more than our futures to collide
Can't tell this is gonna be one of many disappointing nights
Traces of you are so minimal
A black and white by photo booth with us

When can I claim you to be
My own, so selfishly?
When can I claim you to be
My own, my only?

And I have only one week to make you mine
And I may never see you again
It's not only for me, it's not only for me
There's a little bit, little bit here for you
But I'm willing to wait, I'm willing

Day time is no longer the hours spent
[Incomprehensible] rather the hours to obsess
And the night is far worse
'Cause I know you're alone with her
And thoughts of, of us have been deserted

It will never be the same
I'll never be the same again
I will never be the same again

I have only one week to make you mine
And I may never see you again
Time is few and far between
There is someone else who needs
There is someone else who needs your attention
But I'm willing to wait, I am willing to wait
I'm willing to wait, I'm willing to wait