She said no strings attached,
Close the bedroom door and lock the latch
....Sunrise....

Will be my demise
The city will sleep in the aftermath
And that is where I will cross your path

....Sunrise....
Will be my demise


My conscience is killing me that's for sure
Lying next to you makes me want you more


Maybe we can make it baby
Maybe we can make it all right, all right
Maybe we can make it baby

Maybe we can make it all right, all right
And maybe we can make it baby
Maybe we can make it all right, all right

Sorry that I can't be yours
Sorry that can't tonight, tonight


Think it out; think it straight, what feels right
Things will make sense in the morning light
Lies will be my demise

Other night drowned in drink and sin
I hope she won't smell you on my skin
Lies will be my demise