Crimes

We had a fascination With a correlation It took the fall through summer For a bond to seal in a season where our little lie could start Come now tell me where we are Where you are I don't wanna be a waste of your crimes Just a fantasy on the sidelines Why would I fight a war I've lost before And I don't wanna break my life But in the back of my mind I hope you call this number for a good time Such a shame my loneliness But it's there i count on it Like a paper blanket Like a dirty bath As i'm starved for something i can sink in to Something touch me Just not you not you I don't wanna be a waste of your crimes I always thought i'd be someone I always thought i'd be somebody And i don't wanna break your life But in the back of my mind I hope you call this number for a good time Ohh ahhhhh Ohh ahhhhh Ohh ah ah ah All the pages thrown in the trash The tears in pillows Swingin my bat We wage the war for all the things that We wage the war for