Unraveling, unrolled, a siren in the night I love the jaundice of your skin, its perverse plasticity You make me want to smoke cigarettes, you make me want to drink whiskey Even if your love was unconditional, Even if your love was unconditional, Even if your love was unconditional, It still wouldn't be enough to save me It still wouldn't be enough to save me verse 2: Same chord progression as 1st. Even if your love was unconditional, Even if your love was unconditional, It still wouldn't save me It still wouldn't save me Don't worry young suicides, the vultures will pick your bones dry