This whore, 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