no one must know
 no one to call
 but for the lipstick and perfume
 there would be no trace here of me at all
 blinded by your tenderness
 [bad word] beneath your kiss
 i'm your silent partner in this

a ghost in this room
 waiting for you
 but for the naked desire
 that promises to shelter a love-sick fool
 lost inside your wilderness
 exiled by your kiss
 i'm your silent partner in this

intoxicated on the violence of this fire
 feeding the greed that burns my fingertips
 suffocated on the sweetest [bad word] 
 and the warmth and breath
 and whisper of a liar

nowhere to go
 beg me to stay
 can't you hide the kindness in your eyes
 that leaves me bleeding
 on and on this way?
 blinded by your tenderness
 [bad word] beneath your kiss
 i'm your silent partner in this