Polite - Bijou Phillips

And even my head playing its part

It’s not time we can’t get away with it

Even my heart playing my head

Holding time just to get away with it

It don’t matter what we think of

It don’t matter what we try

I’d even lay my life down

Just to cross that line

It don’t matter what I say to you

It don’t matter if I cry

The silence of the evening

The sweetest suicide

And even my life couldn’t suffice

It’s not polite, all right

And if I could lie to you

I’ll deny it every time

Willingly apt to fall for you

Beginning to

It don’t matter what we think of it

It don’t matter what we try

I’d even lay my life down

Just to cross that line

It don’t matter what I say to you

It don’t matter if I cry

The silence of the evening

The sweetest suicide