I don't, I don't wanna be your friend You can't, you can't You cannot pretend Lights out, lights out It's nearly three AM Touch me, I'll touch you What way to condescend It’s easier to look the other way Bloody shirt and red eyes I see you are afraid My bed, your bed Stained by the rain My hands, your waist Because there's is no better way You've got, you've got You've got a pretty face But you lie, you lie And that is not okay It’s easier to look the other way Bloody shirt and red eyes I see you are afraid And it's easier to say that it's okay But I know, I know It’s easier to look the other way Bloody shirt and red eyes I see you are afraid