Из альбома: How the Lonely Keep
If these candles don't burn out before you make it
Lets put them out in celebration
Over a bad bad bad bad year
You faded you faded
To lonelier places
And I can find you there
And I can find you there
You pillow fight and flirt
Thought you'd never get hurt
So much blood down on the ground
Come down, come down
Come down, come down