Song | July |
Artist | Winterpills |
Album | The Light Divides |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
from out of the pinstripes into the white lights | |
i was the one true friend | |
and you were my saviour perfect behavior | |
money i’d never spend | |
winter’s delivering summer’s forgiving | |
storms in our washed out hearts | |
guessed every second corrected and reckoned | |
on the words: ‘not to part’ | |
C: when i got better i wrote you a letter but i didn’t send it anywhere | |
it floats on a dashboard looks on a churchyard’s children’s promises to share | |
the words aren’t free so don’t you believe them, something had to be declared | |
and i have to face july with two holes in my heart | |
and i have to face this life with two hearts | |
i could deceive you, or i could receive you | |
warmly in my estate | |
smile so politely, correspond nightly, | |
talk about what we ate | |
then in the winter, everything splinters, | |
we will forget our names, | |
sleep in our ashes, hide from the lightening | |
flashes and the cold rain | |
C: when i got better i wrote you a letter but i didn’t send it anywhere | |
it floats on a dashboard looks on a churchyard’s children’s promises to share | |
the words aren’t free so don’t you believe them, something had to be declared | |
and i have to face july with two holes in my heart | |
and i have to face this life with two hearts |
from out of the pinstripes into the white lights | |
i was the one true friend | |
and you were my saviour perfect behavior | |
money i' d never spend | |
winter' s delivering summer' s forgiving | |
storms in our washed out hearts | |
guessed every second corrected and reckoned | |
on the words: ' not to part' | |
C: when i got better i wrote you a letter but i didn' t send it anywhere | |
it floats on a dashboard looks on a churchyard' s children' s promises to share | |
the words aren' t free so don' t you believe them, something had to be declared | |
and i have to face july with two holes in my heart | |
and i have to face this life with two hearts | |
i could deceive you, or i could receive you | |
warmly in my estate | |
smile so politely, correspond nightly, | |
talk about what we ate | |
then in the winter, everything splinters, | |
we will forget our names, | |
sleep in our ashes, hide from the lightening | |
flashes and the cold rain | |
C: when i got better i wrote you a letter but i didn' t send it anywhere | |
it floats on a dashboard looks on a churchyard' s children' s promises to share | |
the words aren' t free so don' t you believe them, something had to be declared | |
and i have to face july with two holes in my heart | |
and i have to face this life with two hearts |
from out of the pinstripes into the white lights | |
i was the one true friend | |
and you were my saviour perfect behavior | |
money i' d never spend | |
winter' s delivering summer' s forgiving | |
storms in our washed out hearts | |
guessed every second corrected and reckoned | |
on the words: ' not to part' | |
C: when i got better i wrote you a letter but i didn' t send it anywhere | |
it floats on a dashboard looks on a churchyard' s children' s promises to share | |
the words aren' t free so don' t you believe them, something had to be declared | |
and i have to face july with two holes in my heart | |
and i have to face this life with two hearts | |
i could deceive you, or i could receive you | |
warmly in my estate | |
smile so politely, correspond nightly, | |
talk about what we ate | |
then in the winter, everything splinters, | |
we will forget our names, | |
sleep in our ashes, hide from the lightening | |
flashes and the cold rain | |
C: when i got better i wrote you a letter but i didn' t send it anywhere | |
it floats on a dashboard looks on a churchyard' s children' s promises to share | |
the words aren' t free so don' t you believe them, something had to be declared | |
and i have to face july with two holes in my heart | |
and i have to face this life with two hearts |