Dressed

There's no reason to go chasing

All those flowers in the yard

They will die out in the winter

Like shadows in the dark

We where left out like zeros

Like garbage of the crown

We where the kings and Queens of mud

We where kings and Queens

There's no-one else here i cant fake it anymore

I shouldn't start when i cant see ya

And we're two lovers of a kind

And we're two shotguns out of line

And you came here In the morning

And you said there's something wrong

You was stressed up

I was dressed up

There's no place for, broken voices

In the halls where they parade

We were ghosts behind the curtain

Fading slow, but unafraid

We were lost ones in the silence

Like echoes underground

We were the thieves of hollow gold

We were thieves of gold

There's no-one else here i cant fake it anymore

I shouldn't start when i cant see ya

And we're two lovers of a kind

And we're two shotguns out of line

There's no-one else here i cant fake it anymore

I shouldn't start when i cant see ya

And we're two lovers of a kind

And we're two shotguns out of line

And you came here In the morning

And you said there's something wrong

You was stressed up

I was dressed up