we could never dance so much
we could never sing
but baby we could talk our way
out of almost anything
the start of the end
tripping over lips again
were enemies my friend
mornings and afternoons
seem slightly out of tune
seem empty without you
I’ll look to the night
where others sing your life
and listen til we drown
we could never dance so much
we could never sing
but baby we could talk our way
out of almost anything
the start of the end
tripping over lips again
were enemies my friend
mornings and afternoons
seem slightly out of tune
seem empty without you
human voices, a flood flows mouth to ear
you cant hear me and I cant stand to hear