Cinema Stare

Cinema Stare - Knapsack

Tangling up

At the foot of your bed

Wonder who's next

Both went ahead

She swears

The passion is past me

She will outlast me

The try to look bored

Well fall on the length of the sword

She's falling faster

I cannot ask her

So to bed

All can decree

Holding your breath

Afraid to breathe

This is the last time

Cinema stare

And their hands

Tangle up

In the cinnamon hair

And the freeze

I cannot let go

They can't afford

But it picks up

His clothes from the floor

And he leaves and this will let her know

Find a way

So they can believe

Breaking their hearts

They wear on their sleeve

But you will not break mine

There's no darkness

In the dark for them

There were chances

For the ball to end

There's no darkness

In the dark for them

There were chances

For the ball to end

So to bed

All can decree

Holding your breath

Afraid to breathe

This is the last time

Fall to waste

They can believe

Breaking their hearts

They wear on their sleeve

But you will not break mine