You said there's nothing more to lose
You said nothing is real
Our love is sheer platonic
But sometimes it's on offer

And now, I feel like a thief
An addict to my dream
Two ways in between
Way down I couldn't breathe
And I say what I believe
But it's no use to believe me
 [bad word] by me, untie me [bad word] find me, entirely [bad word] by me, untie me [bad word] find me, Cynara

I can't hide my ache for you
As long as no one's eyes can see
So many times I have said
All the ghosts live in your head

 [bad word] on let me in
Keep me warm inside
Keep me alive
 [bad word] on, let me know
So let's begin
Give me a [bad word] account
Of your secret world
Your secret desires
Of your innermost
 [bad word] on let me know
 [bad word] on let me in
Keep me warm again
Keep me within