Please make the technology

So I can turn up your love like some cold machine

Don't feed me scraps from your bed

I won't be the stray coming back just to be fed



I'll be wait

Come and seal the fate, Marie

Just pretend that you want me

To be my bait

To be my



Well don't be that note I can't hold

Well don't be that joke that I told and told 'til it got old

Don't be that hand 'round my throat so I can breath

Say you're my friend but why won't you be my family?



And if you break

Just don't tell me

To be my bait



To be my dream

Tell me you know what I mean

(Prove me wrong)

You set on me but, you are not the sun

You are not the sun

(How do they know where I am?)



(Burn it down)

Outside your cold lips again

You set on me but, you are not the sun

You are not the sun

You are not the sun



So let's pretend that you love me

And be my bait

To be my bait