One, two, three.
It hurts when you hold me lately.
So
come on and hurt me baby.
The spill that I'm in, the burn on my skin,
the love, the hate, the high of the pain.
You're everything that drives me crazy.
You got me flying down a James Dean highway.
Love drunk and sliding sideways.
Not watching the road, not holding the wheel.
You can't even hear the tires wheel.
And once again, I go down and find.
And your arms are fine.
How can escape?
Staying or leaving hurts either way.
Walking a wire,
I'll never cross.
Cause everything in me is wanting to fall.
Through your arms are fine.
Your kiss, my soul demands it.
I tried the cold, but I can't stand it.
No,
drawn to a spark deep in the dark.
It's pulling me, tugging me, tears me apart.
Here's
my heart, go on and brand it.
And your arms are fine.
How can escape?
Staying or leaving
hurts either way.
Walking a wire,
I'll never cross.
Cause everything in me is wanting to fall.
Through your arms are fine.
It hurts when you hold me.
So
come on and hurt me baby.
And your arms are fine.
How can escape?
Staying or leaving hurts either way.
Walking a wire,
I'll never cross.
Cause everything in me is wanting to fall.
Through your arms are fine.
Through your arms are fine.