How do I make you fall in love with me?

And how do I let you know I care?

And how would I say that the man you're laying with

Is not the man that should be laying there?

How would a boy like me put it?

A man with some sense probably wouldn't

But I don't give a damn, I am not a smarter man

So I'm gonna say some words I shouldn't.

I had a dream I was falling, maybe that's a fucked up metaphor

Maybe it just means, when I meet you in my dreams

Nothing stops me from going through the floor.

I know all the bad things about you

But I still think you're the purest of our kind

I remember being younger, with an awful pining hunger

For a food that a boy could never find

And a fear of a man so left behind.

How do I make you fall in love with me?

Is it lost in the emptiness of apathy?

Should I fight for it like war, should I nail it down to boards

Or do I live in a love I'm dying for?

So I guess I'll just love you through the window

While you're dancing with the charmers in the room

And I'll slip out that door like I have a time before

And just let that lost loving loom

Just let that lost loving loom.