You got me sippin' on something, I can't compare to nothing. I've ever known, I'm hoping that after this fever I'll survive. I know I'm acting a bit crazy strung out, a little bit hazy. Hand over heart, I'm praying that I'm gonna make it out alive. The bed's getting cold and you're not here, the future that we hold is so unclear, but i'm not alive untill you call, and i'll bet the odds against it all. Save your advice cause i won't hear, you might be right but i don't care, there's a million reasons why i should give you up, but the heart wants what it wants. You got me scattered in pieces, shining like stars and screaming, lightening me up like Venus but then you dissapear and make me wait. And every second's like torture, hell over trip no more so, finding a way to let go, baby baby no i can't escape. This is a modern fairytale, no happy endings, no wind in our sails. But i can't imagine a life without breathless moments, breaking me down.