...My problem is I'm feeling thirst at night
Which I can only quench with those like you
Don't feel ashamed, you're not the first
And certainly not last

Come try and save me
A moth into fire

Well, I'm being loved
But will I ever feel the same
As I've felt before
Or is that feeling lost?
Am I acting cold?
Why won't you try and breathe warmth into me?
The sun goes up, you leave
I've played this game before

Clothes you were picking so gently
Falling right onto the ground
Touches feeling like wildfire
Ears catching every sound, yeah

Well, I'm being loved
But will I ever feel the same
As I've felt before
Or is that feeling lost?
Am I acting cold?
Why won't you try and breathe warmth into me?
The sun goes up, you leave
I've played this game before

I am feeling cursed
My lust defeating me
Following me everywhere I go
Is it me who hunts or am I the prey?
Prey to my own self-destructive ways
Pick yourself up, run away from me
And don't ever turn back

Pick yourself up
Run away from me
And don't ever turn back
Pick yourself up
Run away from me