If I could inhale you like the fumes of the marlborro cigar,
Or the expensive perfumes of exotic sorts.
If I could express my love in a way that is not cheap,
As well as in a way I don't sound like a freak.

But only if I could trust only you,
and not the world around.

But only if I could fall in love with your false pretense,
And beguile to be happy.

Only if I could.......

- The Screeching Silence