Have it on the Sunday or maybe it's just Monday,
Your words are just on fire so burning with desire.
You know that it's not right, no,
And everything you said so was-

Tell me what's your secret and everything you regret,
And don't you think I know more than everything you stand for,
But your fire burns too brightly, and it's all that takes to fright me.

Yeah I'm finding it a bit too hard to run away;
I'm losing track of everything that we say.
The days and nights and nights and days all feel the same,
And everything I hear is saying your name.

So now it's Wednesday afternoon and Sunday's right around the corner,
Oh and everything that you would do if only I had not come over.

And now it's Thursday evening and all I hear is screaming,
And as I stare in your eyes I try to see what you hide,
And it's just getting louder, then you blow like gun powder.

Yeah I'm finding it a bit too hard to run away;
I'm losing track of everything that we say.
The days and nights and nights and days all feel the same,
And everything I hear is saying your name.


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