What It Was Like To Be With You

If I wake up tomorrow

I'll paint the city in white and bloody red

Maybe then can I remember

What it was like to

What it was like to be with you

And if I sleep for a hundred nights

I'll cover the walls of my room with posters of you

Maybe then can I remember

What it was like to

What it was like to sleep with you

I really wanna take you there

Where I know you'll be in my hands

I really wanna take you there

Maybe then can I remember

Maybe then can I remember

I really wanna take you there

Where I know you'll be in my hands

I really wanna take you there