In a mood for saying Hope I keep these thoughts past midnight I´m no good at praying Never felt a victim on the edge of a knife Is this what it´s like
Empty pool and I dive You see the worst of me But I hope you stay gone midnight I can´t leave it be Balanced on your fingers at the edge of a lie Can I call you mine Riddle of twenty five
If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen If I´m feeling it all the weight of the world would you know By the look on my face when I´m slipping away and if I run would you follow If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen
My head on your chest
Like a shoeless summer and porch wine Your last marlboro red Never thought it could be so easy like this Fall away with your kiss All your weight on my ribs Yeah is this what it´s like Can I call you mine Riddle of 25
If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen If I´m feeling it all the weight of the world would you know By the look on my face when I´m slipping away and if I run would you follow If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen
Ohh Tell me you´d listen Ohh Tell me you´d listen