Dangerous

Tell me, when push comes to shove
Is there something called love,
or a way to find the things that matters?
I know, that all that we do,
is a picture of you,
and I dont like what I see inside it.

Will I be on my own
with someone I know?
Now Im lying on my bed
With you in my head...
Tell me, why it fits like glove,
never looked for a match
Never tried to find someone that matters.

I know that all that we do,
is to talk about you
and it feels like animal behavior.
Will I be on my own
with something I know?
Now Im lying on my bed
With you in my head...
It is dangerous,
when we talk of us,
when youre lying with me
and we feel the lust
Will you hide your face
to keep it on your own?

It is dangerous,
when we talk of us,
when youre lying with me
and we feel the lust
Will you hide your face
to keep it on your own?

To keep it on your own.
Tell me, why it fits like a glove,
I never looked for a match,
never tried to find someone that matters.
I know, that all that we do,
is trying to be quiet amused
and I feel that I will keep it somehow.

Will it be on my own
with someone I know?
Now Im lying on my bed
With you in my head...
It is dangerous,
when we talk of us,
when youre lying with me
and we feel the lust

Will you hide your face
to keep it on your own?
It is dangerous,
when we talk of us,
when youre lying with me
and we feel the lust
Will you hide your face
to keep it on your own?

To keep it on your own.
It is dangerous,
when we talk of us,
when youre lying with me
and we feel the lust
Will you hide your face
to keep it on your own?

It is dangerous,
when we talk of us,
when youre lying with me
and we feel the lust
Will you hide your face
to keep it on your own?
To keep it on your own.
Dangerous...