Rooftops and Invitations - Dashboard Confessional

The first time you looked

At her curves you were hooked

And the glances you took, took hold of you

And demanded that you stay

And sunk in their teeth

Bit you hard and released

Such a charge that you need

Another touch, another taste, another fix

She just might get you lost

And she just might leave you torn

But she just might save your soul

If she gets you and she gets you any closer

And she leads you up

Points out skylines and stars

Steeplechases and bars and took your keys

And demanded that you stay

The city longs well for rooftops and invitations

All lace and secret places

She moves you to touch with her hands

And she just might get you lost

(She just might get you lost)

And she just might leave you torn

(She just might leave you torn)

But she just might save your soul

If she gets you and she gets you any closer

Under the cool sheet where the welcome touch

Of skin and skin will meet

Hot on the inside, where the girl’s prize

Is at the tip of your tongue

Where every move and each impulse

Brings clarity

To stay like this is everything

You’ll ever need

She just might get you lost

And she just might leave you torn

But she just might save your soul

If she gets you any closer

And she just might get you lost

(She just might get you lost)

And she just might leave you torn

(She just might leave you torn)

But she just might save your soul

If she gets you any closer

(If she gets you any closer)

And she just might get you lost

(She just might get you lost)

And she just might leave you torn

(She just might leave you torn)

But she just might save your soul

If she gets you any closer

Can you believe your eyes?