Strum out the sorrows you'll never admit
splayed out on my bed just as a rockstar would do
and I'll close my eyes, sing along
and worship your hands for all that they're worth.
"Sing for me songbird," and pull away from my kiss
so I stub out my cigarette and part my lips
and we can just stay awake all night
creating this music, building our own world.
Stay with me tonight, slide into my sheets
keep your callouses close to my heart and drop your guitar
we have more important songs to write.