Symphony of Skin - I The Mighty

This is the hardest thing I’ll ever have to say

I guess I do exaggerate

But it’s so hard to say goodnight

Just one more drink, please come inside

I hold a bottle in each hand, one red and white

You say whichever I will like

You see the look that’s in my eyes

And so you ask what’s on my mind

Oh, to get you out of that dress tonight

Should I be honest?

Should I lie?

If I had a chance to decide, I’d

Give up the ghost, free up the soul

Just for another night as a note in your symphony

The way you play every inch of me

Tempo is slow, waves come and go

Just like the rising tide as I swim through your sea of skin

Got every inch of you trembling

Another day, our seventh date

A little party at your friend’s

That will extend through the week’s end

But now it’s late and there’s too many for the car

Too cold at night to walk that far

We suck it up and take the trunk

Lucky for them, luckier for us

Oh, I simply could never get enough

You’ve got me wondering if it’s love

Even if it’s not, it’s enough to

Give up the ghost, free up the soul

Just for another night as a note in your symphony

The way you play every inch of me

Tempo is slow, waves come and go

Just like the rising tide as I swim through your sea of skin

Got every inch of you trembling

Give up the ghost, free up the soul

Just for another night as a note in your symphony

The way you play every inch of me

Tempo is slow, waves come and go

Just like the rising tide as I swim through your sea of skin

Got every inch of you trembling

Baby, come in from the cold

So glad you’re home

Will you spend the night?

And maybe your life with me