I don't believe in love
I don't really swear in honor
for honor or without her
every bed is cold
We both could do just anything
if we met earlier
like this it's too late, I'm scared
Trains, let them take me
let them now push me
I have burned the bridges
I'm kinda getting tired of all of it
And what stays with us
when the love dies
bed of nails
We both could do just anything
if we met earlier
like this it's too late, I'm scared