I broke the glass in his hand like chocolate I cut those fingers for what they Can not touch you I looked at these people and could not forgive them The fact that they do not have you, and they can live with it But I want to be with you I want to be with you I so want to be with you I want to be with you and I'll be with you In the room with white ceiling From right to hope In a room overlooking the lights With faith in love In the room with white ceiling From right to hope In a room overlooking
I tried to get away from love I took a sharp razor and the cut myself I hid in the basement, I was cutting Leather belts constricting my weak chest I want to be with you I want to be with you I so want to be with you I want to be with you and I'll be with you In the room with white ceiling From right to hope In a room overlooking the lights With faith in love