Wanna Be (Remix by CenturyNew)

Your scent sits warm in the sheets Your silence takes the other seat Gone quiet, have you? Course you have I powder the ache, then flash a laugh You left, the room disagrees Your name ticks under my breath I wanna be (Tell us, then) I wanna be the one (The first name out when the good face slips) I wanna be (Go on, then) I wanna be enough The one you ring when your nerve gives in and the pavement bites Enough, enough Silver on my heel, cool on cue Whole room looking, none saw through You stroll in grinning, far too sure I say, “Behave,” then lock the door Dress folded neat by the side of the bed One little word and the ache turns red I play tough, but it’s all a lie You brush my wrist and my cool goes thin Nice work, babe My good sense clocks off, you settle in I wanna be I wanna be the one The one you call when the last bus leaves and the rain comes down I wanna be I wanna be enough The one you reach for when loving gets rough and you can’t bluff now Not for show, not for fun I want the bit you hide from everyone Red lip print on a crystal cup Music gone, chairs piled up Bare floor shining, heels by the wall Funny how pretty can cover a fall I saw each sign, still changed the sense Turned every tear to your defence Now comes the knock, then the careful pause Same soft voice with another because I know I helped it hurt this much Still my hand goes near the latch Don’t smile sweet I know that pause, it knows me too I wanna be I wanna be the one The one you call when the buzz burns out and the crowd has gone I wanna be I wanna be enough Not just the soft place you fall into when the rest feels wrong You come close when the noise runs thin I still want more than the state you’re in Diamond dust in a split gold clasp Silk at my neck, your hand at the catch Kiss on my name, cut in the beat Soft little danger dressed up sweet Door, then return, then door once more How many endings am I dressing for? You pull me under, I call it hope How does a comfort tighten my throat? Why do I polish what bruises me? Why does goodbye sound good to me? Turn one shoulder, stamp the beat Make that memory chase your feet Left foot, right foot, ribs go loud Move the ache out through the crowd I wanna be Wanna be I wanna be Enough Spin the ache, don’t feed it words Give it air, then let it blur Turn Breathe Back in my skin, pulse under me I wanna be I wanna be the one The one you hold when your hands won’t stop and the room tilts wrong I wanna be More than almost love See me before I leave, not once I’m gone and suddenly enough Want me present, want me whole No borrowed hour, no vacant role I wanna be Yeah, I wanna be The choice you make with me in the room, not the proof you find after I leave I wanna be The one I wanna be enough Turn one shoulder Breathe it out Want me now Before the doubt I wanna be More than almost Choose me while I’m here, or...