She came round here like ravens 

Little diamonds on water 

There's blood on your lips 

Kissed by the ruin glow of your lust 



Captured in your arms 

Dead city dreamer 

Creep from your hair like vultures do 

Deep inside your skin 

Ride pretty shadow 

Finger tips crawl from you 



Wrecking ball swings over us eye's shut 

Bicycle spokes 

Innocent spin 

As lonely as addiction you're it 

Tenderness lost