I would kill to taste your breath,
heartbeats racing close together
between the sheets and the sweat,
between my hands and your neck

i'll admit that this hurts
if you forget all the boys that came first
I'm not like them
I've never been

This distance is so abrasive,
i try, i can't erase it

I'm terrified at the thought,
that you could stomp all over my heart
and drink my blood...
oh, the things i do for love!

i'd turn my back on this fame,
and any girl whoever screamed my name
and block my page,
oh, it's just myspace

you tear me up,
you kill me love

This distance is so abrasive,
i try, i can't erase it