oh there’s nothing really special bout a pair of green eyes
and there’s nothing really special bout the person inside
and i never could’ve loved you but at least i tried
and there’s something really scary bout the way we speak
but everybody knows that talk is cheap
we cut ourselves down and pretend we’re weak like
would you let me love you
yes but i would learn you
would you let me touch you
yes but i would burn you
oh would i let you kill me
yes but you would owe me
would i go to heaven
yes but i’d be lonely
oh there’s nothing really new about the way you are
cutting your hair won’t get you too far
you’re still the same man but now you drive a car
oh there’s nothing i could ever do to make you change
can’t love the evil out of your sickly brain
can’t suck the venom out of your ugly veins
and the conversation always goes the same like
would you let me love you
yes but i would learn you
would you let me touch you
yes but i would burn you
oh would i let you kill me
yes but you would owe me
would i go to heaven
yes but i’d be lonely
and in a premonition
in a vision that i’ve seen
you could call it intuition
you could call it a daydream
in any case you were before me
standing on the stairs
and you’re saying you adore me
but i know that you don’t care
no you don’t care