I'm becoming much to cliched. Anyway Femme Fatale When I felt so used I'd confine in you all the things that had bothered me sometimes from four until twelve thirty and you'd come out of your shell if only for a little while Told me about a fantasy about how you wanted candles to light a quiet wedding near a light house I was addicted to knowing everything about you tried to heal all the scars you'd let me see said I've love you infinitely and you'd come out of your shell and we'd stay up and talk for a while I remember a poem you'd written and I still carry it sometimes as if it's a talisman a light in the darkness Dreamed a dream about you and imagined us kissing in the rain too wonder if you still think about me in the way I sometimes think about the way you'd come out of your shell And I remember how you always made me smile even when you've broke me down Femme Fatale