Face to face/letters



What's it like to be face to face with me

Playing tricks with hearts quite as young as yours

Do you know what the reunion pays for you

Do you feel like I'm supposed to do



I could be love

I could be your assassin. I don't know



Pictures of my face dissappear with time

They gave boys to quite tasteless friends of mine

Re-arrange thoughts to 'what will be will be'

There is no god so pray to me