Vows slipped like the trail of a dress
And the sunlight, treated like an unwanted guest
There's blood in my voice, you're name
Pressed to my lips, you know it
You're in my blood
You're in my blood
Delicate, as an open wound
We sip cold coffee, sheets stripped to ribbons round the room
There's blood in my voice, your name
Pressed to my lips, you know it
You're in my blood
You're in my blood
You're in my blood
You're in my blood
You're on my lips, I taste your name
Smell of the smoke to calm my blood
Scent of the rain and dying flowers
Open windows and daylight hours
You're on my lips, I feel your hands
Smell of smoke to calm my blood
Scent of the rain and dying flowers
Open window and daylight hours
You're in my blood
You're in my blood
You're in my blood
