Never Get Close
What's it going to be
It's still the morning
Choices at your feet
Don't hide
You can't hide
But the language that they speak.
Your tongue gets twisted
And your game is weak
And you can't lie
You won't lie
‘False love
Nothing here but false love'
Nothing that you dreamed of
Nothing that you need
You, reckoning defeat
But I remember you with the bit between your teeth
And the light
In your eyes
.in all your malady
Show me the fervour
Show me the heat
When the night
Was in our sights
But you say.
‘False love
There's nothing here but false love'
Nothing that you dream of
Nothing that that you need
But real love;
If you're holding out for ‘Real Love'
You'll be yearning as the nights blur into days;
Is this everything you wait for?
These unbending rules
Will keep you in this room
Quarantined and true
And they'll never get close to you
These unbending rules
Will keep you in this gloom
Quarantined and true
But they can't get close
(So) What's it going to be?
I've seen you naked
I've seen you weak
With every confession
That you can't compete
I hear an echo
Inside of me
I know those shadows
And how they creep
I feel the devils always biting at your feet
I know the distance from the company you keep
The isolation
With which you sleep
These unbending rules
Keep you in this room
Quarantined and true
And they'll never get close to you
May they never get close to you