What is it now
About the winter time
That's always had its way?
And has to feed
Upon the decency
Of what we made that day
But instead of
Losing myself and wondering where you've been
I’ll be picking up the pieces
Waiting for you to make a mess again
I hear them now
Unwholesome thoughts are dancing inside my head
With two left feet
How are you now? Crashes into: Who's inside your bed?
But instead of
Killing myself and wondering where you've been
I'll be picking up the pieces
Waiting for you to make a mess again
I miss your voice
The way it bends the air
It makes it feel like home
It haunts me now
But I wouldn't dare
Dream of asking it to go
So instead of
Hanging my head because of the mess I'm in
Ooh
I'll be picking up the pieces
Waiting for you to make a mess again
Ooh
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