Cloud Atlas - North Atlantic Drift

Though his marriage counted three To stay the night is easy for me No one sees him through closed doors They won't hear him ask for more Despite the team he said they were He went to me instead of her No one sees him through closed doors They won't hear him ask for more Yet he doesn't know 'bout what I got in store I'm gonna love the guilt out of you tonight Leave the curtains open, I don't mind 'Cause the clothes on the stairs are for her to find It's alright You're the dirt and I'm the mind Will hold you down and leave you behind And all your rules will turn to dust When you ask for a little bit of thrust No one sees him through closed doors They won't hear him ask for more I'm gonna love the guilt out of you tonight Leave the curtains open, I don't mind 'Cause the clothes on the stairs are for her to find It's alright I'm gonna suck the guilt out of you tonight Open the windows baby, welcome the night 'Cause my world will flourish and yours will die It's alright Alright Alright Yeah my world will flourish and yours will die It's alright Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooooooooooh