Closing early morning just before sunrise
A night spent with the guilt
We share a cigarette, burning the shame
Our arms are sore from the weight
I may be a sinner, forsaken and damned
The selfish and pride for the touch of her hand
Our lips speak in secrets
Our hearts slower the guilt
Our love, our only recourse
And we share a cigarette, burning the shame
Our arms are sore from the weight
I may be a sinner, forsaken and damned
The selfish and pride for the touch of her hand
And I'll hold you close with the [?]
While the tides may turn, we won't
And I'll hold you close with the [?]
While the tides may turn, we won't
And I hold you tight like a [?]
We share a cigarette, burning the shame
Our arms are sore from the weight
I may be a sinner, forsaken and damned
Selfish and pride for the touch of her hand