Well, when your mind aches
And your body shakes
My fingers cut across your back
Like cuts in a tape
I think I -
I think I need to take a break
Because there's only so much
I can physically take
With your back to the wall
And your looks in my face
With your hand in my hair
And your belt by my waist
When [?]
Turning [?] into taste
Turn these dreams into lies
And [?] grace
Well, when your mind aches
And your body shakes
My fingers cut across your back
Like cuts in a tape
I think I -
I think I need to take a break
Because there's only so much
I can physically take
All these parking lot nights
Simply [?] the gates/dates
Infatuated with lies
And obsessing with fate
All these moments are fleeting
[?] patient to drop
Let's enjoy our last meeting
So we'll know when to stop