I don't, I don't wanna be your friend
You can't, you can't
You cannot pretend

Lights out, lights out
It's nearly three AM
Touch me, I'll touch you
What way to condescend

It’s easier to look the other way
Bloody shirt and red eyes
I see you are afraid

My bed, your bed
Stained by the rain

My hands, your waist
Because there's is no better way

You've got, you've got
You've got a pretty face

But you lie, you lie
And that is not okay

It’s easier to look the other way
Bloody shirt and red eyes
I see you are afraid

And it's easier to say that it's okay
But I know, I know

It’s easier to look the other way
Bloody shirt and red eyes
I see you are afraid