smitten you put your face in front of mine all but hiding desperation hunger leaks out of your eyes whetting me with dark temptation all i want all i want is to hold you instead i hold my breath sickened by the season i am smitten with you saddled with this treason i am smitten with you in a dimly lighted bar we sit while conscience pours another and she is home and she is waiting she my friend she your lover i can hear the angels on your shoulder and the devil on your lips and i m sickened by the season i am smitten with you saddled with this treason i am smitten with you you can read me like a trashy book i m barely keeping in these rages so far so clean but i m torn between see i m torn between these pages pages you put your face in front of mine and breathed a wordless conversation good intentions true regret cannot eclipse love s desperation and i m sickened by the season i am smitten with you saddled with this treason i am smitten with you i am smitten with you i am smitten with you 