Mis batallas fatales
duermen y despiertan en la noche
cuando mi mente esta completamente
y tristemente debil

Oh, my Countess, how brave of thee
To welcome strays including me

There are a few, heavenly painted doors that can lead you astray
Some are harder to close, some easier to pull
In fact, they have one with your name
In letters covered with mold and it's quite a mouthful
and they should have pulled you, too

In subzero spring
the neighbor's light still glows through
my rainy window

If my tongue allows it I hope it isn't too late
I'm known for stopping before it escalates
Gestures in tender intent get me in trouble
I'll never know why so I'll continue to struggle

I'm running through the alleys chasing the thrill
'cause it's what I do best and what I do the worst
You'd think I'd learn my lesson well after all this time
But these ropes dig so deep they remind me why I never reach my prime

I'm doing everything unrehearsed