These types of nights
It's hard to contain
A person like you
But I try in vain
It gets harder
When your arms
Wrap around me tighter
Because I want to lay
Where we first met by the bay
Sooner than later
Your face is buried
In my hair
( Sniffing it like ****** )
And I am unable to leave
Your sleep - laden grasp

A male endures the night
Until the nightmares
Die in the light
Tears streaking down his shuddering face

The day closes
And the tormenting begins
With his voice breaking  , he murmurs
The words chosen

Beg , beg or the dead
Will pick at you
And tear you up instead
If you entertain me enough I'll let you live too.

One he was the tiger
The other, the tigger
And the other, he was
The housecat with awkward fuzz.

Somehow he had more
Than nine lives, or
This kitty was a fright
That gave Life such delight.

Can you help me dream ?
About the time where I used to be
Your one and only ...