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 Want To Be Your Man
If You Think I Cared
I Want To 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
Yeah

I Want To Be Your Man
If You Think I Cared
I Want To Be
Your Man
Your Man, Lord

Yeaahhh
Yeah!

I Want To Be Your Man
If You Think I Cared
I Want To Be
Your Man
Your Man, Lord

I Want To Be Your Man
If You Think I Cared
I Want To Be
Your Man
Your Man, Lord