White knuckles
Blend in with white sheet
My finger tips
So worn down they might bleed
The vacancy is holding me right
I swear darling that i'm alright
It doesn't last forever
But it feels like it might
And ill know whenever
But for now I wanna be right
Ill love you till the morning come
And then my dear ill be gone
Because your love it ain't that strong
But who knows love I could be wrong