Anemic ill-starred lovers sit quietly

Eyeing frightened feet

At the height of a great defeat

You breathe this truth in oh-so casually

Was it ever hard? Was it ever hard or just me?

Burn these words to dust, let’s go back inside

Let’s go back inside, I’ll clean the whole house from the fire

I’m in your arms, swallow what you prescribed

Swallow golden hearts, swallow golden hearts to try

Can we at least be alone?

Can we at lеast be alone?

This hurts more than I-

This hurts morе than I-

This hurts more than I care to say out loud

This hurts more than I-

This hurts more than I-

This hurts more than I care to say out loud

I’m a vessel carrying cargo

Full of plans of the past

I’m full of of plans of the past

Full of plans of the past

Full of plans of the past

Burn these words to dust, let’s go back inside

Let’s go back inside, I’ll clean the whole house

I’m in your arms, swallow what you prescribed

Swallow golden hearts, swallow golden hearts to try

Can we at least be alone?

Can we at least be alone?