I don't, I don't wanna be your friend
You can't, you can't
You cannot pretend
Lights out, lights out
It's nearly three AM
Touch me, I'll touch you
What way to condescend
It’s easier to look the other way
Bloody shirt and red eyes
I see you are afraid
My bed, your bed
Stained by the rain
My hands, your waist
Because there's is no better way
You've got, you've got
You've got a pretty face
But you lie, you lie
And that is not okay
It’s easier to look the other way
Bloody shirt and red eyes
I see you are afraid
And it's easier to say that it's okay
But I know, I know
It’s easier to look the other way
Bloody shirt and red eyes
I see you are afraid
