They say it takes some to find the one you're meant for.
I spent that time in strangers' beds.
Had my mom pick me up at 5:30 in the morning
from a downtown loft where the Cthulhu inside me was fed,
but now he's dead.
And as these writers age, they run out of conflict to chronicle
become flabby and mundane,
but what we built in hell is anything but boring.
It's the kind of love-lust that can drive a madman insane.
And the truth is I can't be aroused unless I'm in love,
so thank God I found you. Thank God I found you.
And I want you,
and I need you, now and forever.
And I want you,
and I need you, now and forever.
With no irony I'll exclaim "You Are My Shelter,"
as I sing along to your sister's tune.
You have built these walls since you were smaller than Lucy.
I'm gonna break them down in the sheets of our shadowy room.
The truth is I cant be around unless I'm love,
so thank God I found you. thank God I found you
And I want you,
and I need you, now and forever.
And I want you,
and I need you, now and forever.
"As I wrestle with my broken breath,
I've got these scratches and sores.
I watch you lit up by a machine.
This is more than I can afford.
It's got me tangled and tongue-tied,
heaving blackened lungs.
I pay penance for the things I think,
I've lost, and all I've done.
So can you guide me, Sandman,
with our bodies warm?
The only way I'll lapse into this coma
is the spark of your sweet storm.
The sound of rain in a graveyard.
The sound of us escalates.
So tell me that you want me, need me,
and that it's not too late."
Soon you'll fall asleep,
so breathe out the fear right now.
All I really want to do is stay in bed with you
and make you happy.
Soon you'll fall asleep,
so breathe in the night right now.
All I really want to do is be inside of you
and make you happy
make you happy
make you happy
make you happy