Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a reciever with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternaly, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
on the canvas to which our lives are painted

Can't pretend that you're nothing special
You've got to look at all of your options
You can't decide what to go for
When it's all about trust (it's all about trust)
You see your self on the TV
You read your magazines
You can't explain how it's come to be this
Stop and think.
When it's all about trust (it's all about trust)

This coverage your centre spread

Wasted journeys, time spent better knowing nothing

And looks, they don't help.

Prying eyes wander west to where oceans meet gold,
And you wonder why my heart, it breaks in two.

Hours pass into minutes, kissing the seconds away,

And days seem to melt just like your classic summers.

It's come to the point where, everything looses perspective...

Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me
It's a pointles game
What better, let's play
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
What you take from them
What they've taken from you

To be the last one
Who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one
Who will sing you to...

Just like your broken records (your broken)
Will convert for you tonight

Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me

Kiss And Make Up
back to top
No matter where you go
They’ll fucking tie you down
And bleed you from your wrists [bleed you from your wrists]
Well, it’s better that we leave
Leave it this way [leave it this way]

And just to soften the blow
I’ll steal all of your kisses [your kisses]
And sew them up
In the creases of our hearts.

No matter where you go

The red poison of your lips
The red poison of your eyes
Is where I kissed the blood from,
Just that corner of your mouth where I can see the white of your smile.
Up to my neck
When I’m breathing without you, without you
Up to my eyes
And I’m seeing without you, without you

We’ll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight
We’ll start a fire,

Can't beat the best ones

A little closer maybe a bit too close

You function you turn out
A flawless performance

Turn your camera away from me

Spill your guts in 8mm

Put your focus where your mouth is

You're the only one who's fading here

Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices

You know it makes more sense

I like the way you cry

The red poison of your lips
The red poison of your eyes
Is where I kissed the blood from,
Just that corner of your mouth where I can see the white of your smile.
Up to my neck
When I’m breathing without you, without you
Up to my eyes
And I’m seeing without you, without you

We’ll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight
We’ll start a fire,

Wasted journeys, time spent better knowing nothing

And looks, they don't help.

Prying eyes wander west to where oceans meet gold,
And you wonder why my heart, it breaks in two.

Hours pass into minutes, kissing the seconds away,

And days seem to melt just like your classic summers.

It's come to the point where, everything looses perspective...

Can't pretend that you're nothing special
You've got to look at all of your options
You can't decide what to go for
When it's all about trust (it's all about trust)
You see your self on the TV
You read your magazines
You can't explain how it's come to be this
Stop and think.
When it's all about trust (it's all about trust)

This coverage your centre spread

Kiss And Make Up
back to top
No matter where you go
They’ll fucking tie you down
And bleed you from your wrists [bleed you from your wrists]
Well, it’s better that we leave
Leave it this way [leave it this way]

And just to soften the blow
I’ll steal all of your kisses [your kisses]
And sew them up
In the creases of our hearts.

No matter where you go

Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me
It's a pointles game
What better, let's play
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
What you take from them
What they've taken from you

To be the last one
Who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one
Who will sing you to...

Just like your broken records (your broken)
Will convert for you tonight

Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me

Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a reciever with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternaly, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
on the canvas to which our lives are painted