I was leaking, I was finished
You were running out of tears
I was the devil's advocate
You weren't making any sense
A lovely night, a lonely lamp your innocent face attempt
I always told you that we are different
But not that good that people say
And all of what that people say
It always meant a lot to you
The coldest night, not as cold as I seemed to you when you cried
So trashy lies on Friday nights lost in fights
Woody Allen lines and hidden smiles you denied
To know where they come from
I am sorry if I fed it
Every time our bodies touched
I always told you that I was ruined
But I know I never showed it
Our proud disturb seated in this curb, a pack of cigarettes is gone
So trashy lies on Friday nights lost in fights
Woody Allen lines and hidden smiles you denied
To know where they come from
I only hope this isn't love
Ohohoohohoho
I only hope this isn't love
Ohohoohohoho
I only hope this isn't love
Ohohoohohoho
I only hope this isn't love
Because then love sucks