Touching just a little bit
Far too quick but I like it
Hypocrites make like a dance
While you're holding my face in your hands
And you're sad
Just a little bit
But I like it

I know you know we both bet it
You getting off burning holes in my jackets
We're both too good to let on so we just fucking let it

Concrete walls filled with our music
Filled with our music
I'm losing

Lawless calls
I come a running
You stop calling
I stop coming
Oh