You're sides of my eight-sided circle Two lovers juxtaposed with doorways Broken window frames color her eyes in with black lines
Let it all run down it all run down
It's one way to opt for A horizon, 'cause in my opinion It's one to say we're abandoned And we don't belong here at all
no explanation or forewarning Underneath all the crimson linings We approach the streets with a clear conscience--we'll survive
Let it all fall down it all fall down
It's way to opt for A horizon and not to mention It's one way to say we're abandoned And we don't belong here at all
And romance just is...
Slow it all the damage is done Play the music loud, don't make a sound Let's raise a toast to sad story In a dirty cup, in a dirty cup You made it--you made hurt so bad You made it hurt so bad
With a little poison We can this whole place down To the ground again...