This who*e, this once, this way Are you going to run from here? I'm dying to know if she died to me Take it back now Are you going to run from here? I'm dying to know if she died to me She is not that strange She says goodbye some day My black coffee fantasy Never seems to bother me In my mind I'm hoping I'll betray The sinners dance and fade away I'll fade away this once Dying And the blood taste was red Are you going to run from here? I'm dying to know if she died to me Take it back now Are you going to run from time And die to me? She is not that strange She says goodbye someday My black coffee fantasy Never seemed to bother me In my mind I'm hoping I'll betray The sinners dance and fade away I'll fade away Press the story of stories praised Of love and women up above Layer this guilt that fits like a glove I say it before you heated and tickle [Unverified] And I will take what's mine And I will try to stay mundane Pretending it hurts you, I will take what's mine And I will try to stay mundane