The End - Sweating Blood and a Game of Spin the Bottle In a Jerusalem Garden

We spun a web made of colors and vodka
Danced in the garden and wasted the day
I held you close while I tricked you with kisses
Spinning the bottle, we waited our fate

Angels pacing, devils racing
A slow obsession, your confession
Now is this desire
Is this desire holding me here

So sad to leave you but this is not goodbye
I can't forget you even if I try
We've come to the end of the night
But this is not the end

Hold me a mirror, you've made it clearer
Even intentions are better with time
We dined as friends with our sins on the table
Waiting your motives, your hand touched with mine
Forget me nots casting lots for our treasure
Love in denial is our greatest crime

Angels aching, devils breaking
Is this betrayal in the making
Now is this desire
Is this desire holding you here

So sad to leave you but this is not goodbye
I can't forget you even if I try
We've come to the end of the night
But this is not the end

(Would you dance with me darling)
(Until the sun comes up)
(Darling, my darling)
(Why aren't you calling)

So sad to leave you but this is not goodbye
I can't forget you even if I try
We've come to the end of the night
But this is not the end
So sad to leave you but this is not goodbye
I can't forget you even if I try