You always blur the lines
Between wrong and right
And i get lost in your debauchery
A typical rose
But that's just the way it goes
With your thorns digging into me
And i get so low
Cuz no one knows
What i do
When i'm alone in this room
There's a grey area between night and day
There's a grey area in my heart
There's a grey area and that is where you'll stay
There's a grey area in my heart
So many meanings
In all the lines in between
All the signs that i never read
As the smoke fills my lungs
I think i'll go for a run
Cuz there's no sense in anything