Ask Me - Belasco

trust me,

i’m as good as my word, my word

but my bright eyes

hide the dark lies that i crave

i’d like to take back

i’d like to go back

won’t you stay

won’t you recognise

the fire burns

deep inside our lungs

won’t you stare at my blood sky

the fire burns

yeah the fire burns inside

you know

i could twist your little arm, little arm

take the good things

out from under your charm

back to my home

not a nice home

won’t you stay

won’t you recognise

the fire burns

deep inside our lungs

won’t you stare at my blood red sky

the fire burns

yeah the fire burns inside

won’t you stay

won’t you recognise

the fire burns

deep inside our lungs

won’t you stare at my blood red sky

the fire burns

yeah the fire burns inside

won’t you stay

won’t you stay

won’t you stay

young

won’t you stay

won’t you stay

won’t you stay

young