(feat. Shannon Rinker)
When I saw your face on the screen
All lit from below, your messy brown hair
I shook out of my dream. Didn't know who you were. Didn't know, but I cared.
I knew that one day it would come to this.
Me still considering you. What a pretty thing to do!
I cut my teeth on your words. Like a junkie to drugs. Like a moth to a flame.
I'm drunk on your dischord. I cannot speak a word. Nor remember my name.
I'm getting ahead of myself. Take your time with me please. Bring me straight to my knees.
You bring me straight to my knees