Magic 8

Too late We're on a date can't be swept aside Strength To come and go and take the bus at night My pain Is in my past, and my future bright My heart It wouldn't lie Maybe it's wrong Ahh Maybe it's wrong Ahh Your dark That hides behind your fluorescent skin This feeling That I'll never see your teeth again This fear that Tears it up, no defeat or end My blood it wouldn't lie Maybe it's wrong Ahh Maybe it's wrong Ahh You bring me down I call you up I bring you gifts And then you miss More than your freedom You drink it down I drink you up But I start laughing Then you're crashing No more dessert Shake magic eight We copy and clear (outlook not so clear) We save and erase With our snacks and beer Hash in your pipe You set me alight All ribbons and teeth All frozen night You be the word And I'll be the sound You hate on the nerd He will stand his ground Ahh Ahh Ahh Maybe it's wrong You'll make me bored I'll feel ignored I'll wonder why We spent the time Then walk out your door You'll turn me out I'll turn you on You'll sneak attack I'll call you back And then you'll be gone And then you'll be gone And then you'll be gone And then you'll be gone And then you'll be gone And then you'll be gone