Asphyxiation

I came around late Sunday promised myself I would never go back again But you were my little runaway hard to accept when we go through changes Keep on working on making it good Working on making it good for you Keep on working on making it good Working on making it good for you We don't have our own place now, Things feel better, less complicated We f*ck all night like strangers I think she likes the asphyxiation Keep on working on making it good Working on making it good for you Keep on working on making it good Working on making it good for you Do you even remember, the last time you felt alive? Now I'm feeling tender The double-edged sword will be the death of me But there is no surrender, no no When you have so much to defend I've been working on making it good Working on making it good for you I've been working on making it good Working on making it good for you