How much would you bet that if I tried hard enough I would spontaneously combust? I wish I could disappear and run away from all of my fears. I think I'm coming undone. So stay the night. I promise that I won't bite. 'cause without you there, I don't think I can close my eyes. How did I end up this way? A constant knot in my gut, tied with uncertainty and with lust. A classic case, I suppose, a haunted man who can't outrun his ghosts. They're in my skin and my bones. So stay the night. I promise that I won't bite. 'cause without you there, I don't think I can close my eyes. And now I sing.