Rain on a Friday
Nothing but thunder and lightning
The play begins
As you pick up your pen
And you cast me into your illusion
Like all good things
Still on a Sunday
Nothing but deafening silence
It's creeping in
Through the cracks of my trust
Of my love
And I'm losing my balance
Like all good things
Can you be another?
Can you become what I need?
I will be your lover
Will you be here when I bleed?
Storm on a Tuesday
Nothing but every promise
You ever made to me
Dying of hunger
Because you don't know
How to fix things
You'd rather leave
Can you be another?
Can you become what I need?
I will be your lover
Will you be here when I bleed?
I will be your lover
Will you be here when I bleed?
I don't need somebody
To be a Hero
Just a man of his word
Would be enough
From now on
I promise to be your mirror
See your scars?
They are diamonds in the rough
Can you be another?
Can you become what I need?
I will be your lover
Will you be here when I bleed?
Can you be another?
Can you become what I need?
I will be your lover
Will you be here when I bleed?
Can you be another?
Can you be another?
Can you be another?
Can you be another?
I will be your lover
I will be your lover
I will be your lover
