Erase

I shouldn’t have called so late last night,
all insecure, out of my mind.

I shoulda never left that message on your phone.

I shouldn’t have said the things I said,
looking for love we left for dead in a grave,
without a stone.

As soon as you hear my voice,
don’t hesitate, put your finger on the button…

Erase!
My love.
I bet you can’t erase!
My touch.
You’re trying to replace,
a feeling without a name, with somebody’s face!
In your head!

Everything’s cool, your rent is paid;
the house is clean, your bed is made.

But it’s a ghost town in your mind.

We never had time to go to sleep,
we’d wake up tangled in the sheets,
on a bed, that we called home.

When the pain won’t go away, you might as well,
put your finger on the trigger…

Erase!
My love.
I bet you can’t erase!
My touch.
You’re trying to replace,
a feeling without a name, with somebody’s face!
In your head!

Erase!

Erase!

My love.
I bet you can’t erase!
My touch.
You’re trying to replace,
a feeling without a name, with somebody’s face!
In your head!

Erase!

Erase!

You’re trying to replace,
a feeling without a name, with somebody’s face!
In your head!

Erase!…

Ohohoh…