*late nights, telephone, calling the only number you know. It’s after dark. I fantasise about you, you. Half love, half regret. Dressing up and getting ready for him. I tell you your perfect but you don’t believe me, “believe me, I swear my love.”. Bullet proof passengers, doing drugs in the back of my Mercedes bendz.. *everywhere I got I know I won’t wanna be there without you, throwing away my life, throwing away my life for love. I only want to watch in harmony but these drugs are scaring me