This is your night with arms wide open
I’m the option you shouldn’t have chosen
Scared of the dark, the door’s wide open
This is the night you’ll regret in the morning…
Don’t you feel bad for choosing the option
That left me feeling good only out in the open
I’d bare my marred soul and read the signs
But you won’t talk back, our glances won’t align
I swear, I’m damned, do you regret me now?
Loverboy don’t play a fun game without any toys
I’d call your bluff and I’ll cash in all my friends
And still I’m short-selling, I couldn’t see this end
My hands will wander, and my eyes will travel
But you’re closer to heaven than I am to hell
Don’t pass my lips like obscenities, this is the first
You said you were an ocean, but why did I die of thirst?
I look over the chip over my shoulder to greet unrest
The choice I took was never mine, and you were my best
With the lies that surround me now, you tore me down
To build me back up into something completely different of your own.
Loverboy, you play those hearts like toys
Don’t you feel bad, don’t you feel bad, feel bad for them?
Given the choice, would you do it again?
Of course I would, of course I should
Well, I’m your friend, friend with benefits…