Lyrics

What would it mean to you if I spoke all about the lesser ones
And what would you say if I told you they were lesser
I’m afraid of many things but no other's as frightening as you

You’re a loose set of strings; you’re a packet of cigarettes
I’m wrung tight like a string on a kite flying higher than the drag

Let’s get higher
Let’s let desire
Come close
Come closer
Come close
Come closer

I know what I know now what more’s there to know don’t you know
Cause I don’t know
Where
I put my knowledge of people like you, of the people who steal second chances like money is just paper
Paper
Paper rips so easily I rip so easily we slip so easily we make up easily let’s get high easily let’s desire easily but I’m not so easily able to let go
To let go
Of my cigarette pack
As the drag pulls me back
I can’t come
Closer

One thing’s certain curtains don’t hide what’s on the other side
So can’t I see you like I think I do cause I want to
Can’t I see
Can’t I see
Let’s see where the smoke blows