What do you take me for, Miss Mary Anne? With your shaky hands..
On my mother's grave.
What are you waiting for? On your kitchen floor, on your bathroom door. Our hands can do what we want them to, But we came unglued and we fell into Two beautiful glass pieces.
I made you a promise and I can keep it. When our fathers are dead and our mothers moved on.
People will hide underground and pray for us When everything falls down.
I made you a promise and I can keep it. When our fathers are dead and our mothers moved on. You made me a promise and I believed it Like a reject, I'll hide underground Hide from it all.