Choir Of Young Believers Paint New Horrors
Descent together, if I'm so clever
Why paint new horrors when I'm your only true sorrow?
You forgive no one for what I've done
I will address you later with an idiot letter
Because there is something you ain't got
To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you
The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through
To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you
The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through
To give to you, I wanted to
If I'm a writer, then you're entitled to something better, which you ain't getting
What is the shape of love to come?
To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you
The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through
To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you
The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through
To give to you, I wanted to
It's everywhere I go, it's in every single note
Used to live across the road, it's not that long ago
Am I doing it again, new loss around the bend
You fall in love with the city, I fall in love with the band
You fall in love out of pity, I fall in love out of hand
I understand, that you never will
