Maybe I won’t give you a chance and I’ll land resting on the first thing It’s record highs out on the west coast, You know I dared you like a child I’ve got walls, I’ve got wings, There are terrors deep inside me darlin’ what is it you’re doing, So take another breath,
to untangle all your stories…
I’ll be as graceful as a bird now,
following the skyline…
that doesn’t bear your name…
I already took all the pictures down.
it’s another week of snow here,
oh how quickly we’ve forgotten,
just how we ended up here…
and then you only upped the ante,
and now you’re stealing summer kisses
and I am freezing in my bed sheets,
and that’s why, that’s why…
I am ready for the fire…
I’ve got trust in nothing,
see I lost it by and by,
but I’ve got something shining somewhere,
honey I dream on the sly…
won’t you come back home?
Won’t you come back home?
that are screaming bloody hell
and I’m trying to keep my hands from shaking
while you tell me where you’ve been,
with that hammer to my heart?
You tell me you don’t know,
but there you are again,
you tell me you don’t know…
open your eyes,
see this is what you get,
yeah it serves you right,
and when it’s all said and done,
it always seems so predictable, predictable
