I've never noticed
The way you hide your face
When you're about to tell a lie
And I've done everything to make you happy
Except destroy myself
Is that what I must do?

You look like some figure
From a painting
By candlelight
You really do,
But when you turn away
And speak to me
In such a way
Your beauty slumps and dies
Of suffocation:
You suffocate us both, sometimes.

I think the best thing for us to do
Is to extinguish the fire
To let it die
In peace:
Don't fan the flames!
I think that I am burning

But if I walk away
You know I'll have done wrong:
You need me
And you don't know why
I want you
And it makes no sense.