this was an accident not the kind where sirens sound
never even noticed we 're suddenly crunbing
tell me how you've never felt delicate or innocent
do you still have doubts that us having faith makes my sense
tell me nothing ever counts lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses cause there's no way to turn around
staring at your photograph everthing now in the past
never felt so lonely wish that you could show me love
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till it's inside my pores
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love
till i'm screaming for more
random acts of mindlessness commonplace occurrences
chances and surprise another state of consciousness
tell me nothing ever counts lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses cause there's no way to turn around
tell me how you've never felt declicate or innocent
do you still have doubts that us having faith makes my sense
you play games i play tricks girls and girls but you're one
like a game of pick up sticks played by f g lunatics
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till it's inside my pores
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love
till i'm screaming for more
show me love show me love give me all that i want
show me love show me love give me all that i want
show me love show me love give me all that i want
show me love show me love
till i'm screaming for more
never even noticed we 're suddenly crunbing
tell me how you've never felt delicate or innocent
do you still have doubts that us having faith makes my sense
tell me nothing ever counts lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses cause there's no way to turn around
staring at your photograph everthing now in the past
never felt so lonely wish that you could show me love
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till it's inside my pores
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love
till i'm screaming for more
random acts of mindlessness commonplace occurrences
chances and surprise another state of consciousness
tell me nothing ever counts lashing out or breaking down
still somebody loses cause there's no way to turn around
tell me how you've never felt declicate or innocent
do you still have doubts that us having faith makes my sense
you play games i play tricks girls and girls but you're one
like a game of pick up sticks played by f g lunatics
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till you open the door
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love till it's inside my pores
show me love show me love show me love
show me love show me love
till i'm screaming for more
show me love show me love give me all that i want
show me love show me love give me all that i want
show me love show me love give me all that i want
show me love show me love
till i'm screaming for more