You cut me, I cut you deeper Emotional Lovers. It's always the top of our voices, Always blind and deaf. But your heart beat is the realest thing that I have felt. What hasty cards we've dealt. I will end it all 'Cause trouble means you are a timebomb Red eyes watch it count down. You're gonna lose me. I could lose part of me like keys, So carelessly. And like a tattoo I'll forget its there till it catches my eye The memories run like ink through my veins. We could be better, I admit I'm trouble. You're gonna lose some sleep. We could be better But it wouldn't be the same mmm I will end it all 'Cause trouble means you are a timebomb Red eyes watch it count down. You're gonna lose me. If you have glass hands do not hold me I am a danger you can't see. You're gonna lose me.