Take your aim, I think that Aphrodite's got her trigger finger on me
I say your name, and the way that you respond got me wondering if you want me
Don't spend your nights crying alone
Don't wanna hear your tears through the phone
If you're gonna cry anyways you might as well cry in my arms
Drawn to flame, to you I am a moth and I'm just orbiting your lantern
What a shame, you've become my everything but to you I don't really matter
Don't spend your nights crying alone
Don't wanna hear your tears through the phone
If you're gonna cry anyways you might as well cry in my arms
