Cliche

It's too much to ask to give you all my attention
Drowning in a river running red with dimension
Of two lovers
Of two lovers
Meeting in the middle

Even six feet under hearts of glass are still fragile
Who'd have thought someone so miserable could become so agile
Astonished a promise made to be broken
A thorn in my side

You're undoing your pride
Sitting silent and wake fell in love with your prey
Biting my time
Putting death to my final breath

A thorn in my side
You're undoing your pride
Sitting silent and wake fell in love with your prey
Biting my time
Putting death to my final breath

Oh, the clouds turn into raining and the raining to flood
Defining my desire
How your all I really want
You can't be the cure
If you're what's causing my diseases

But I'm tempted to forget it to ignore all the reason
The smile you're wearing when I catch you staring
Like witness the end before the end of the beginning

A thorn in my side
You're undoing your pride
Sitting silent and wake fell in love with your prey
Biting my tongue

(Oh)
I'll save my final breathe