wish upon a shooting star for heightened contemplation of suicide kiss of death with a birth defect or eulogy gets the best of me in this dark and scary world these fucked up images control everything controlling my passion to lose it all if you know what i mean and i want you in my room and i want you in my bed girl don't turn the lights off i want to see your eyes and i want you on my floor and i want you one time more cause i can't get enough you're so indiscrete so annonymous loaded words weigh down phrases holding too much clout this conversations turned to rambling this relationship has turned to nothing so keep screaming baby cause i am wrong and two can make it right and i want you in my room and i want you in my bed girl don't turn the lights off i want to see your eyes and i want you on my floor and i want you one time more cause i can't get enough you're so indiscrete so annonymous and she's all mine and i want you in my room and i want you in my bed girl don't turn the lights off i want to see your eyes and i want you on my floor and i want you one time more cause i can't get enough