The wolves [bad word] out tonight 
Don't say you heard [bad word] 
The wolves [bad word] out tonight 
Oh boy you best [bad word] 
They say they saw her on the street 
They said they saw her on her knees 
I hear there's been more to offer 
Than the skin under her dress 

We've been sharing lovers for far too long 
This isn't a last goodnight 
We'll be sleeping til our bodies have grown cold again 
But you're just that suitable 

For most to lay their hands upon 
But you've made this just so simple 
It's just like playing doctor with the dead 
They just might say you're the best they ever had 

I'm not afraid 
I love something once 
"Are we fighting for something" 
We can't save them all 
I can't believe 
We've let this one go 
"I'm gone" 

And I'll be making headlines 
If they find the body 
As I attempt to erase the past 

I'm reliving the moment where [bad word] passion 
Is moving on 
And I respect your dedication 

This is the art of sharing lovers 
This is the art of sharing lovers 

I'm not afraid 
I love something once 
"Are we fighting for something" 
We can't save them all 
I can't believe 
We've let this one go 
"I'm gone" 

I have swam in the pools of your past 
Through the tides of [bad word] through your hair 
And since I have reached the shore it seems I've been washed clean 
Leaving you is purity 

I'm not afraid 
I love something once 
"Are we fighting for something" 
We can't save them all 
I can't believe 
We've let this one go 
"I'm gone"