Tekster: As Tall As Lions. Lafcadio. Why We Cry At Movies.

You?ve got me baited
the hook's in my mouth
but I don?t want to let you know

you see, I fall so slowly like leaves in the air
it's tearing me to bitter end
I guess there?s no way to make love
and not break our hearts

And you're fueled on failure
The mistakes we've made
and regrets we've saved
have all scarred
too deep to heal your wounds

It?s strange how it goes
when nobody knows you?re not alive
I guess there?s no way to make love
and not break our hearts

what could feel
Someway you feel so...
we're falling asleep