Take a number, have a seat and dust the covers off
Drop the clutch and make the wheels spin
Melt into the night
Say goodbye now, bed discarded
Created from these thoughts
Somehow the drama led to the notion
That only faith survives
So the story goes
Am I really safe in your arms
Does it ever hurt, do you ever know
And now I'm waiting on line
And yes I'm hating that I feel so exposed
Scared to dream, shed the dead weight from my last scene ya
So the story goes
Am I really safe in your arms
Does it ever burn
Does it ever hurt, do you ever know
And now I'm waiting on line
And yes I'm hating that I feel so alone
Scared to dream, shed the dead weight from my last scene