Hunched over a microphone,
You're whispering and I moan,
Hardly moving, one toe tapping.
In a hushed tone and eyes turned low,
While the space you take up grows,
I grow weak and my heart's collapsing.
Yeah I look at you, you look like shit,
But that's got nothing to do with it,
You open your mouth and a god comes out.
I look at you, you look like shit,
But that's got nothing to do with it,
You open your mouth and a god comes out.
It's two forty-five in the morning,
Being lonely just gets boring,
It's too late now to get wasted.
Yeah It's two forty-five in the morning,
Being lonely just gets boring,
It's too late now to get wasted.
I look at you, you look like shit,
But that's got nothing to do with it,
You open your mouth and a god comes out.
I look at you, you look like shit,
But that's got nothing to do with it,
You open your mouth and a god comes out.
I'm in my room and all alone
You're turned up loud there's no-one home,
You're faceless and my eyes are closed.
I'm in my room and all alone
You're turned up loud there's no-one home,
You're faceless and my eyes are closed.
I look at you, you look like shit,
But that's got nothing to do with it,
You open your mouth and a god comes out.
Yeah I look at you, you look like shit,
But that's got nothing to do with it,
You open your mouth and a god comes out.
1 | Fortune On My Name |
2 | Whoever You Are |
3 | Lolita |
4 | Bring You Down |
5 | The Chemist Said It Would Be Alright |
6 | Sister |
7 | Persephone |
8 | Out Of The Sky, Into The Sea |
9 | The Dragon |
10 | Dust Off Your Dreams |