Melted candles on the window sill

Perfume in the haze

Ashtrays spread across the floorOn a normal day

We lay out across the bed

Just like we always did

And in this house the devil laid his hands on our head

And made them spin

I wanna be your man

If you think I care

I wanna be your man

Your man, lord

No more defenses

Like no more peace of mind

Keeping in these knives stabbing

Spilling out your blood to me

I wanna be your man

If you think I care

I wanna be your man

Your man, lord

I wanna be your man

If you think I care

I wanna be your man

Your man, lord

I wanna be your man

If you think I care

I wanna be your man

Your man, lord