If they have already left, guess its alright to say “Hope that things can sort themselves someday.” No more changing lines. No more wine. Turn it up and hold me down this time.
Oh my body, oh my heart are bursting at the seams My brother lies there opened up - he never says what he means Wish that you could come back here and save us from this scene
The cops are on their way – the call’s been made And I don’t know if I have the guts to say no more goodbyes. There’s no more time. So turn it back and put his heart in mine
Oh my body, oh my heart are bursting at the seams My brother lies there opened up - he never says what he means Wish that you could come back here and save us from this scene
If I leave against my will and slip out of town Will you keep things quiet and visit me when this settles down No more changing lines. No more wine. Turn it up and hold me down next time