If you don't believe me,
 If you don't like my plans,
 You musn't tell me,
 How I know your face like the back of my hands.
 We walk the city,
 I talk to you, understand
 So won't you tell me.
 How I know this place like the back of my hands.

 My arms get cold,
 In [bad word] air.
 Please don't lose hold of me, out there.

 And I know you're near me.
 I know you understand.
 Say that you're with me.
 Say you know my face like the back of your hands.

 My arms get cold,
 In [bad word] air.
 Please don't lose hold of me out there.

 My arms get cold,
 In [bad word] air.
 Please don't lose hold of me, out there.

 My arms get cold,
 In [bad word] air.
 Please don't lose hold of me out there.

 My arms get cold,
 In [bad word] air.
 Please don't lose hold of me out there.

 And i know this place like the back of my hands