I danced with death and let the music play
My legs are still concealed in subtle pain
I only dance in hopes that love will stay
I only love because I’m only vain.
Come be with me, be perfect in the night
there is no passion guiding us at all
I know we’re wrong, and yes, I want what’s right
I want the wrong in us to weaken, fall
If you and me are all that we can get
Then let me guide you: tired, cold, insane
Those things are me, I want you to forget
I want to be your love, your warmth, and plain
confusion is the promise I will give,
but I will love you every day we live.