28 days

she's a woman-child

a baby lady

think she's ready for late nights

come on with those late nights

he's man-child

a small boy

praying for blood now

come on with that blood now

imagine dripping like a faucet

sign of no life

what does it become now?

come on with that blood now

give them three years

wait for him

give them some time to catch up

28 days fly by

i feel sad

if you could think one day we could one day try

i'll get down on my knees

i'll beg you please

i'll do anything

i promise you will be

i'll do

i'll do

i'll do anything

every month i feel it coming

can't hide the symptoms of it from you

and talk to you

and every month we let them in

say come on in"