Dirty Sunday

This time, I'm the one to call you (And) say I need to hold on something nice to spare up and entice Walking all alone, my hands (are) to freeze - (I) forgot the keys, I'm walking all alone Oh, my God, I wheeze - I'm on my knees, I lost control, I'm dirty as it seems Dirty as it seems I wonder if there's time for this - for plots and skiss I wonder if there's time for this - for bliss we missed I wonder if there's time enough - for space and huff I wonder if there's time enough (to) erase-restart Erase-restart This time, I'm the one to call you say I need to go on This time, I'm the one to call you (and) say I need you go on with your life Forget me and my name I wonder if there's time for this - for plots and skiss I wonder if there's time for this - for bliss we missed I wonder if there's time enough - for space and huff I wonder if there's time enough (to) erase-restart