Oh you’ve been so nervous, so anxious
Just tell me what you’d like to do in the bedroom
Closing eyes is the kind of a ritual
I am drunk of this smoking around me

I’m so sick of those we call friends
Turn the lights off and then
we don’t know what to do in the dark
It’s a brand new part

When you’re tired of fighting just call me
I am near and you don’t have to pretend
Dear I can’t answer these questions
Won’t you lay and sleep in my hands

I’m so sick of those we call friends
Turn the lights off and then
we don’t know what to do in the dark
It’s a brand new part