Melted Candles On The Window Sill
Perfume In The Haze
Ashtrays Spread Across The FloorOn A Normal Day

We Lay Out Across The Bed
Just Like We Always Did
And In This House The Devil Laid His Hands On Our Head
And Made Them Spin

I Wanna Be Your Man
If You Think I Care
I Wanna Be Your Man
Your Man, Lord

No More Defenses
Like No More Peace Of Mind
Keeping In These Knives Stabbing
Spilling Out Your Blood To Me

I Wanna Be Your Man
If You Think I Care
I Wanna Be Your Man
Your Man, Lord

I Wanna Be Your Man
If You Think I Care
I Wanna Be Your Man
Your Man, Lord

I Wanna Be Your Man
If You Think I Care
I Wanna Be Your Man
Your Man, Lord