The more I call your name

The more it tastes like blood

When every word rings

useless and indifferent

There's a street where she can't sleep

And all she does is dream

Have I been talking my...?

It comes at 5, 5, 9, and 3.

Every word rings

useless and indifferent

She's everything I've done for you.

The more I call your name

The more it tastes like blood

Some things never change

Saltsick the tears of doves

There's a dream that she can't shake

It chases her to sleep

Through every corner of this house

Through every sick and sound belief

She's everything I've done for you.

Forever and ever.

There's a street where she can't sleep

But all she does is dream

And I'm beginning to believe

That all she can believe is me

She's everything I've done for you