Pants On Fire

Something With Numbers - Pants On Fire

I’m on my own in this room with an awful feeling

Nowhere to go, I’m a fool, I’ll just lay here needing

The only sound is the guillotine clock a-ticking

My only thoughts are the thoughts that aren’t worth thinking

Whoa oh oh oh

I’m not a liar but I’d love to lie with you

Whoa oh oh oh

I’d really like a little love to fall into

Provide the back to the bed, I’m going nowhere

These thoughts attack in my head, there is no use hoping

Will I survive through the night or will my dreams haunt me?

Will you decide what is right, will you give me warning?

Whoa oh oh oh

I’m not a liar but I’d love to lie with you

Whoa oh oh oh

I’d really like a little love to fall into

Whoa oh oh oh

I’m not a liar but I’d love to lie with you

Whoa oh oh oh

I’d really like a little love to fall into

Whoa oh oh oh

I’m not a liar but I’d love to lie with you

Whoa oh oh oh

I’d really like a little love to fall into

Whoa oh oh oh

I’m not a liar but I’d love to lie with you

Whoa oh oh oh

I’d really like a little love to fall into