You cut me, I cut you deeper
Emotional Lovers.
It's always the top of our voices,
Always blind and deaf.
But your heart beat is the realest thing that I have felt.
What hasty cards we've dealt.
I will end it all
'Cause trouble means you are a timebomb
Red eyes watch it count down.
You're gonna lose me.
I could lose part of me like keys,
So carelessly.
And like a tattoo I'll forget its there till it catches my eye
The memories run like ink through my veins.
We could be better, I admit I'm trouble.
You're gonna lose some sleep.
We could be better
But it wouldn't be the same mmm
I will end it all
'Cause trouble means you are a timebomb
Red eyes watch it count down.
You're gonna lose me.
If you have glass hands do not hold me
I am a danger you can't see.
You're gonna lose me.