Bottled Affection - Cathedral Version

I let the bats out, we walked through
 The cathedral out in to the moon
 Your flashback is airtight
 Like an elephant never hurt a fly
 Mother instinct, never gonna die
 Alright, stay, you got my attention
 All my pain is bottled affection
 Now it's my turn to play cool
 Nothing you can say can even break through
 I see the weapons, I pulled out
 I met my match, so why am I proud?
 I'm not the same kid, I grew up
 Didn't I? Or did I get stuck?
 You get older, it gets worse
 You be the good one that gives it up first
 Or the bad one that never gets hurt
 Alright, stay, you got my attention
 All my pain is bottled affection
 Alright, stay, you got my attention
 All my pain is bottled affection
 My affection, my affection
 Pouring out, pouring out
 My affection, my affection
 Pouring out, pouring out
 My affection, my affection