I have been so worn and so spent. Medicate what's left and leave the rest. Fight to love and live I must confess. Medicate what's left forget the rest.
Flat face on the ground. You're unbelievable. A love that's never bound. It's unbelievable. . Straight shooter without looking. Ready or not, here's what's cooking.
I will strike the chord. That's honey to your ears. All that's sweet is yours. . I will hum a verse. Of melodies rehearsed. And all that's sweet is yours.