Time to sell again
Take the pretty things away
Decide their worth
Let the people see
I'm a walking tangled thing
Be true or die young
It's four in the morning asking for more
Falling asleep on your old wooden floor
Just lean in the silence and hold it for longer
Tell me you love me
Leave me alone
Sons
I'll hold
I know
My worth
Give blood
Eat young
Hungry for substance
It's four in the morning asking for more
Falling asleep on your old wooden floor
Just lean in the silence and hold it for longer
Tell me you love me
Leave me alone