Your tomorrow's raining all over my today
And it's hard to hear that it's over, you say
But it's love
It's love

And the moonlit cracks on our window
Leave spines of light in the dust
You gather your things in the fluoro-lit night
And I think I'll be alright

You could tell me anything
And I'd believe it -
You're so sure of your own heart
Your heart
But it's love
It's love

I she'd people like snakes she'd skin
I'm not proud of it – I'm not proud
But you can't find your way out of me

I she'd people like snakes she'd skin