Testo Hope Is A Knife

Tell me, how you want me
Should l lay on the ground
Or disappear?
High walls, like an army
Tell me, did I come to you too softly?

(Ooh)
And in my mind, you're already mine I'm sorry I should let you decide
(Ooh)
And in my mind, you're already mine
I'm sorry I can't put out this fire
Can't put out this fire

How did you forget me?
Was it a knife, or was it a hobby?
Or was it easy?
Was there nothing of me for you to keep?

(Ooh)
And in my mind, you're already mine
I'm sorry I should let you decide
(Ooh) And in my mind, you're already mine
I'm sorry I can't put out this fire
Can't put out this fire

(Ooh)
(Ooh)