You're talking with your mouth full of fury And finding ghosts inside the dial Running from the armageddon jury
Born to put your love on trial So darling, leave a key under the door mat I'm coming blind around the bend Soaked to the bone in revelation Begging you to get me lost again
You light a cigarette and listen Whisper a prayer for control Remember what we read about redemption Well now I'm paying off my soul And you said time's a cold, cold lover She'll kill me if I ever sit and stare The sand falls slower than it used to But the years still vanish clean into the air
You've been falling short of golden I've been every kind of wrong I guess I'm dying to let you ruin me And you've been sinking all year long But if that chariot they're driving Don't swing low enough for us Just paint two crosses on my eyelids And point me out of touchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
