Hostage - Cornel Dascalu, Reman

Why do you think I made the excuses

To make words land like bruises

I'm so over the headaches

Making love songs and sex tapes

Let's just cut the illusion

Cause in this game we're both loosing

And I know you don't want this

I feel like your hostage not your lover

Hidden undercover

When you love me when you wake up

Is it me or am I not enough

Then you leave when I'm hollow

Some days I get so low

It has to be a way out

Hostage not your lover

Hidden undercovers

Wake up, not enough

Then you leave when I'm hollow

Some days I get so low

Why do you think I made the excuses

To make words land like bruises

I'm so over the headaches

Making love songs and sex tapes

Let's just cut the illusion

Cause in this game we're both loosing

And I know you don't want this

I feel like your hostage not your lover

Hidden undercover

When you love me when you wake up

Is it me or am I not enough

Then you leave when I'm hollow

Some days I get so low

It has to be a way out

I feel like your hostage not your lover

Hidden undercover

When you love me when you wake up

Is it me or am I not enough

Then you leave when I'm hollow

Some days I get so low

It has to be a way out