Stay and fill me up with something else

You're all that's left and I'll be

Picking up the pieces of our past

Like broken glass

Affection ruptures lonely nights

But I've always been the last in line

For romance

Captive among lonely hearts

Are all we are

Captive behind broken hearts

Are all we are

So lovely can I stay the night

And baby if I said that I'll be back tomorrow

This might be a bit shy from the truth

As lonely as the days that we begin to follow

Somehow we become those walls we build

Somehow we lose the urge to feel

Somehow I've become the lesser man

We become products of ourselves

Slave to despair

Despair to aspire

A real lovers love

The profound beating of this chest

A poetic type of touch

That reminds us who we are

The feeling, the rhyming rhythm

Recalling wounded thoughts

Still seeming a little tempted

To set these sheets aflame

As your eyes close

He finds that it's worth more

As he's slipping out the back door