Stop for a second
Think for a moment
There's a second silhouette
In the third floor apartment
If you only had time
You would write her a letter
But your standin outside
With your face gettin redder
Stop for a second
Think for a moment
Does she have another brother
Otherwise this is her lover
Well you never should've left outside in the rain
With a wet cigarette
And a dying flame
You held onto me
And made a mountain of a man
I said i'll love you always
And ringed diamonds round your skin
But when i had to leave
You said you had other plans
Stop for a second think for a moment
There's a second silhouette
In the third floor apartment
If you only had time
You would write her a letter
But your standin outside
With your face gettin redder
Stop for a second think for a moment
Does she have another brother
Otherwise this is her lover
Well you never should've left outside in the rain
With a wet cigarette and a dying flame
The November leaves
Turnaround from green to red
Elements that feed
Apparitions in my head
I said i'd love you always
But i've only grown obsessed
Stop for a second think for a moment
There's a second silhouette
In the third floor apartment
If you only had time
You would write her a letter
But your standin outside
With your face gettin redder
Stop for a second think for a moment
Does she have another brother
Otherwise this is her lover
Well you never should've left outside in the rain
With a wet cigarette and a dying flame
For one time in my life
I wish i would've played this one right
But some women like to toy with out hearts
Like a ball of string
And we just keep on unraveling
Stop for a second think for a moment
There's a second silhouette
In the third floor apartment
If you only had time
You would write her a letter
But your standin outside
With your face gettin redder
Stop for a second think for a moment
Does she have another brother
Otherwise this is her lover
Well you never should've left outside in the rain
With a wet cigarette and a dying flame
Stop for a second think for a moment
There's a second silhouette
In the third floor apartment
If you only had time
You would write her a letter
But your standin outside
With your face gettin redder
Stop for a second think for a moment
Does she have another brother
Otherwise this is her lover
Well you never should've left outside in the rain
With a wet cigarette and a dying flame
