I thought that I've been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling u my lover
verplaats on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
I'm shaking falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching begging u to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches1

Just like a mot, nachtvlinder drawn to a flame
Oh u lured me in I couldn't...