This Time

I'm not the type of girl That's gonna take you for a whirl And leave you upside down Oh, all the way across the town Well, don't you look up to me Be it that I may leave you dry or faded Through the vines Velvet patterns Fall this time... There is a way anyone can view the world Without a fear of having everything unfurled Im not the one who's gonna bear your every motivation There's someone looking out But they may be stuck at the station Don't look away from pain It might be wise to stay a while And collect a little more So you will know Who's at the door This time...