It takes me years

To come down to the door

The floor is strung

With glass and promises

I have to walk for miles

In compromise

To dive into the water

To dive into the water



Your words they go

From the hill to the sea

Sweet words shot from

My favorite gun

My bodies old from you

And your indecision

Stood at your door

With seven lives inside

You keep me here

You keep me here



You lock my doubt in your heart

You know my doubt in my heart

My heart holds cold to seven lives

Seven demons in the night

Give me freedom by the liter

Freedom from the desert light



Your words they go

From the hill to the sea

Sweet words shot from

My favorite gun

My bodies old from you

And your indecision

Stood at your door

With seven lives inside

You keep me here (x3)





Here...

You...ah,ah my hand, my hand, my heart

Ah?my hand, my hand, my heart

Ah...my hand, my hand

My hand, my hand, my heart



My heart holds cold to seven lives (x3)





(alternate ending)



Ah...my heart, my heart

My my my my my my my heart

My...my hand, my hand, my heart

My, my hand, my hand, my heart

My heart holds cold to seven lives

My heart holds cold to seven lives

My...heart, my, my...



(transcribed by Natasha Memmott)