These Days Feel Like Nights
I really like that peach dress
With hints of wit and chaste sex
You smell like mischief, you taste like wine
You are a good time
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
With feet that never touch the floor
Clandestine meets and settling scores
A point of entry, a foot in the door
You leave me wanting more
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
I don't have any doubts
Then the future got up from the table
and walked out, you walked out...
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
It's subtleties and subterfuge,
Impatience born from past abuse
You smell like mystery, you taste like gin
You won't let me in
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
we did everything right
Then the future closed up shop
and turned out the lights... you turned out the lights
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
I don't have any doubts
Then the future got up from the table
and walked out
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
we did everything right
Then the future closed up shop
and turned out the lights...
And these days feel like nights... yeah
And these days feel like nights... uh huh
And these days feel like nights...
With hints of wit and chaste sex
You smell like mischief, you taste like wine
You are a good time
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
With feet that never touch the floor
Clandestine meets and settling scores
A point of entry, a foot in the door
You leave me wanting more
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
I don't have any doubts
Then the future got up from the table
and walked out, you walked out...
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
It's subtleties and subterfuge,
Impatience born from past abuse
You smell like mystery, you taste like gin
You won't let me in
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
we did everything right
Then the future closed up shop
and turned out the lights... you turned out the lights
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
I want to believe, I want to believe, I want to believe
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
I don't have any doubts
Then the future got up from the table
and walked out
You tore off the bandage, you opened the doors,
you stared down the sun
I'll stitch up the wounds, I'll board up the windows,
I'll stay when you run
But I do what I want, and you do what you need,
we did everything right
Then the future closed up shop
and turned out the lights...
And these days feel like nights... yeah
And these days feel like nights... uh huh
And these days feel like nights...
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Writer(s): William Wakefield
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