Static Slumber Party

Stay and fill me up with something else
Youre all thats left
And Ill be picking up the pieces of our past
Like broken glass

Affection ruptures lonely nights
But Ive always been the last in line for romance
Captive among lonely hearts are all we are
Captive behind broken hearts are all we are

So lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to follow

Somehow we become those walls we build, somehow
Somehow we lose the urge to feel, somehow
Ive become, I've become, I've become the lesser man
We become products of ourselves

Slave to despair, despair to aspire
A real lovers love
The profound beating of this chest
A poetic type of touch
That reminds us who we are

The feeling, the rhyming rhythm
Recalling wounded thoughts
Still seeming a little tempted
To set these sheets aflame as your eyes close

So lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to follow

He finds that, that it's worth more
As hes slipping out, out the back door
He finds that, that it's worth more
As hes slipping out, out the back door

So lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to follow

So lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
And as lonely as the days that we begin to follow

So lovely, can I stay the night?
And baby, if I said that Ill be back tomorrow