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