You are my idol
My idol of sin
I dream I could worship
You make my head spin

I'm dreaming about us
Years we've been gone
We hide in some city
The show would go on

People forgot us
But I kept our spark
The room might look different 
But it will light up the dark

I dream I could rerun
Our twisted romance
Get high by your perfume
Get weak by your glance

I never could read you
Nobody could
You kept things within you
Like they were no good

You had little virtue
But that was okay
You stayed true to your pleasures
You made it your way

But now you want change
You want to be good
This isn't the way
Not everyone should

Don't do this to me
Don't flush down my liquor
You might leave a heartache
But that was your sticker

Stab me with fire
Don't bore me with love
In cage full of pigeons
You were the dove

lukapirc