It was all simple words, playful at best, so the story starts... Who am I to say she's missing out on anything worth effort these days? She lays in an empty room unconscious as the day passes her by (that's not all) Right away we fell into each other head first, not even The shallow sign could stop it when our souls met, Now it's up to us to keep this strong Little did we know it's planted, something that would tear us apart My hands fall all over you, not one moment goes to waste The room turns to fire I wont let go The miles start to hurt The days begin to kill It's all in your eyes It's the smell of your smoke perfume Soon love turns to lust then back to. nothing It was all simple words playful at best, so the story ends I felt the world in you the way you made time change You got away with murder This is not with just raw emotion From the hands of a man, Soon love turns to lust then back to nothing.