Texty: The Distillers. Love Is Paranoid.

I step right off the edge, let the blood rush to my head
I?m going down to where the lucky one's have bled
I lift the veil up to reveal a fascination
And if you crave it then you know that you are injured

And I?m holding on
And I?m holding on

For what you do to me, oh baby, there?s no measure
I've taken everything and now I want to give it
I left the lights on so you stumble in devotion
So easy, so easy, it's left unspoken

And I?m holding on
And I?m holding on

And I?m holding on
And I?m holding on

I?ve come to realize that
You're the only thing

I?m falling all the way in
I?m falling all the way in

I?ve come to realize
You're the only thing I want now

I?m falling all the way in
I'm falling all the way in

I?m falling all the way in
I?m falling all the way in

I?m falling all the way in
I?m falling all the way in

I?m falling all the way in