Keep looking for something I can't get
Looking hard by colour out me and I can't see an easy way
To get out of this

'Cause I'm ready but bedside table hands are closed
Cutting the cradle who the thought that I'm all I need
To come to this

*I, I'm just dying in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
I, I'm just dying in your arms tonight
It must have been some kind of fears
I should have walked away, I should have walked away

Is there any chance lost I'm feeling like this
On the surface I'm a name on the list
I try to be his creep but then blown again

I have lost and found it's the final mistake
She's loving by proxys beginning of tape
'Cause I've been through the fantasies one too many times

*Repeat (x2)