It comes strong and thin

And tastes like sin

The love we've all been in before

A million ways to burn

I'm just looking out of this

Old broken windows

And she's taking a turn

I'm looking out this

Old broke window

And she's taking a turn

Her body lies like a landscape

Before you

You're selling your soul

By the pound

Got snakeoil in spades

For the wolftickets trade

You look but don't see me around

A million ways to burn

I'm just standing out on this

Old street corner

And she's taking a turn

I'm standing out on this

Old street corner

And she's taking a turn