Count your sins

Every other night I find myself in his bed,

My body smells like dipped in his Cologne,

No love involved just friery eyes tearing my soul.

I can't, I can't just stay away,when he looks at me like that.

All my friends told me, "say no. Just say no and walk away."

but his pull keeps me hooked till next sunrise.

Ohhh

What do I do now?

What do I do now?

What do I do

Ohh what do I do

Oh oh oh what do ??

Ohh

My mirror sees right through the hesitation.

I put my makeup on like armor now.

This isn't love, it's chemical fixation.

I'd break the habit if I just knew how.

One text from him, the gravity increases.

The room is spinning and my exits fade.

He loves to pull my safety net to pieces.

And I'm a victim of the trap he made.

Hooked on the chase.

Trapped in his space.

Same old mistake I can’t erase.

Sun coming up.

Empty my cup.

When is enough finally enough?

Red lights flashing but I hit the gas.

We build a kingdom out of broken glass.

I’m whispering "never again" in the dark.

But you are the match and I am the spark.

My heartbeat is syncing up straight to your steps.

Counting my sins while you count your regrets.

Yeah, you count the marks you give..... To this.

Ohhh

(Can't outrun the night!)

What do I do now?

(Losing the fight...)

What do I do now?

What do I do

(You've got your hold on me)

Ohh what do I do

Oh oh oh what do I?

Another sunrise breaking through the room.

Another morning wrapped up in your gloom.

Body still smelling like dipped in your cologne...

(Whispered): How do I walk away alone?