The sky looks pissed, the wind talks back
My bones are shifting in my skin And you, my love, are gone
My room feels wrong The bed won't fit
I cannot seem to operate And you, my love, are gone
So glide away on soapy heels And promise not to promise anymore
And if you come around again Then I will take, then I will take
The chain from off the door
I'll never say that I'll never love all But I don't say a lot of things
And you, my love, are gone So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore And if you come around again
Then I will take the chain from off the door So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore And if you come around again
Then I will take the chain from off the door So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore And if you come around again
Then I will take the chain from off the door So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore And if you come around again
Then I will take the chain from off the door So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore And if you come around again
Then I will take the chain from off the door
