I'm sure that your mum's told you all about love
Do you lie to yourself, in hope that's not who you are
You play the boys with you're looks while you're still pretty, and young
I'll keep singing sad songs as if they're drenched in my blood
If you needed me I'd be there
If you need me, whenever
I fumble, I fall in a decadent form
with a heaving chest, you inspire response
And closer still, that undying desire
to make you smile
To see that gleam in your eyes
If you needed me I'd be there
If you need me, whenever
You hold me under
and I hold my breath like a grip on death 'til its over
I want your Love
your touch
No more talk of the boys, of the deeds you've done
where the person I am and the boy that I was
Blur the times that we spent with the feelings you cause
If only I could show you that..
If you needed me I'd be there
If you need me, whenever
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