With fourteen hours to kill You're still in love with a thrill The way I feel when I only see myself I'll never slow down to think You're fucking up everything I've sat and watched you discover ways to bleed If only we could see the end It wouldn't have to be like this If only words could heal you You wouldn't be so proud If only words could heal you I wouldn't make a sound The gentleman in me leaves I feel you glide over me "I'm all or nothing, there is no in between" So, tell me what can you feel We're still in love with the thrill And I've lost count of the ways I sink in you If only we could see the end It wouldn't have to be like this If only words could heal you You wouldn't be so proud If only words could heal you I wouldn't make a sound