Stumbled upon you, who would’ve thought that, every fall there’s new love
I’ll be the martyr, no need to draw back, you’re a revolver
I’d let you burn through, all that I’ve got here, after you’ve dazzled me dear
Your love, wounds in my cold air, dripping off golden, something I’d call a new me
a you
that I’ll away
let you look me in the eyes
don’t to a word truth
anything you’d me to
A way with you
Whatever that you as
can the engineer
I’m that you’d leave me here
it and goodbye
a you
that I’ll away
I’d let you burn all that I’ve got here
you’ve pleasantly your blow
Wounds in the cold air, dripping around it
Something call a united
a you
that I’ll away
a you
that I’ll away