I shouldn't have called so late last night, all insecure, out of my mind.

I shoulda never left that message on your phone.

I shouldn't have said the things I said, looking for love we left for dead in a grave, without a stone.

As soon as you hear my voice, don't hesitate, put your finger on the button...

Erase! 
My love.
I bet you can't erase!
My touch.
You're trying to replace, a feeling without a name, with somebody's face! 
In your head!

Everything's cool, your rent is paid; the house is clean, your bed is made.

But it's a ghost town in your mind.

We never had time to go to sleep, we'd wake up tangled in the sheets, on a bed, that we called home.

When the pain won't go away, you might as well, put your finger on the trigger...

Erase! 
My love. 

I bet you can't erase!
My touch.
You're trying to replace, a feeling without a name, with somebody's face! 
In your head!

Erase!

Erase!

My love.
I bet you can't erase!
My touch.
You're trying to replace, a feeling without a name, with somebody's face! 
In your head!

Erase!

Erase!

You're trying to replace, a feeling without a name, with somebody's face! 
In your head!

Erase!...

Ohohoh...