Static Slumber Party

Stay and fill me up with something else
Youre all thats left
And Ill be picking up the pieces of our past
Like broken glassAffection ruptures lonely nights
But Ive always been the last in line for romance
Captive among lonely hearts are all we are
Captive behind broken hearts are all we areSo lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to followSomehow we become those walls we build, somehow
Somehow we lose the urge to feel, somehow
Ive become, I've become, I've become the lesser man
We become products of ourselvesSlave to despair, despair to aspire
A real lovers love
The profound beating of this chest
A poetic type of touch
That reminds us who we areThe feeling, the rhyming rhythm
Recalling wounded thoughts
Still seeming a little tempted
To set these sheets aflame as your eyes closeSo lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to followHe finds that, that it's worth more
As hes slipping out, out the back door
He finds that, that it's worth more
As hes slipping out, out the back doorSo lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to followSo lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to followSo lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow