And I like the way it feels
To burn my soul into my heels
And I don't want to go home
And I don't hide the scars I have
They no longer make me sad
And I don't want to go home
And I can't quite remember
The last time that you kissed me
And I've seen the open road
The Nightingale sings to a rose
And I've killed a cold black night
It's lifting wings and breaking light
And I don't want to go home
And I can't quite remember
The last time that you kissed me
And I can't quite remember
Your face
And I can't quite remember
The feel of your hands
And I
When you
When you kissed me