draw the curtain, dim the light
keep your inner voice at bay
it's a typical
routine
as there's nothing left to say

stoke the fire, let it roll
find
your temporary bliss
in the bottom of my mind
so I can make sense of
this

sinking to the starting line
where our love was just a fix

keep
coming here at night
to feed my appetite
but I'm barely listening
'cause I'm
barely there

feel the pressure caving in
just a prelude to the end
I
couldn't stop it if I tried
happens time and time again

human nature
carries on
we aren't lovers, we are friends

keep coming here at night
to
feed my appetite
but I'm barely listening
'cause I'm barely there

sitting
alone in the parking lot
her spot is open, but is it right to take it
if I'm
not there for long
I tell myself that it's mutual
but as I fall for the bait
again, my conscience
isn't quite as strong

keep coming here at night
I've got to do what's right
but I'm barely listening
'cause I'm barely there