Из альбома: Postcards From a Ghost
When we first met
You were dancing in some guy's lap
Peering out beneath a cowboy hat
And going by another name
And when we last spoke
You were drinking blood from some guy's throat
Got a feeling, now, what we had
[Will] never be the same
Are you looking for a way to come undone?
Are you looking for a way to come undone?
Oh, and last I heard
You were putting out smokes on your little girl
Living out West somewhere
And mourning your youth
And when last year *erode*[?]
I was out at sea in a leaking boat
Despising myself because
All I could think to reply was:
Are you looking for a way to come undone?
Are you looking for a way to come undone?
If you're looking for a way to come undone,
Come undone with me,
Come undone
[Completeley awesome keyboard solo]
Are you looking for a way to come undone?
Are you looking for a way to come undone?
If you're looking for a way to come undone,
Come undone with me,
Come undone