The phone from a loose grip were missed, then some apology I didn't want to you this No, it's just some guy she's been out with I don't know, the past couple of weeks, I
Thank you and up the phone Let the funeral start, hear the close pin split black ribbon to your overcoat The pours from under doors in this house I don't understand that no more Seems artificial, a TV set
Haligh, Haligh, a lie, weight, it must be satisfied You offer one reply You know not you do As you tear and tear your hair from Of that same head you've removed Now, a lock of hair you said prove Our love never die, well, ha ha ha
I remember everything, the words we on freezing South Street All those mornings watching you get ready for You combed hair inside that mirror The one you painted blue and glued with tears about those bright colors Would always you feel better
But now we speak with tongues And the words we say aren't meant for It's just a mumbled sentence to a acquaintance But there was you You said you hate my suffering, and you And you'd care of me You'd always be there, where are you
Haligh, Haligh, a lie, The were never finalized But left to like yarn and twine Dangling before my As you and tear your hair from roots From that same head that you have twice Now, a lock of hair you said prove Our love would die
And I and sing of awful things The pleasure that my brings As my fingers press onto the Yet clumsy chord
Haligh, Haligh, an lie weight would now be satisfied I'm gonna give you only one I not who I am? But I in the mirror To the that appears Our conversations are Always one sided, is clear
Except we keep back To this that I lack He says "The were given" And now, you must them Or not live But do you want