| Song | July |
| Artist | Winterpills |
| Album | The Light Divides |
| 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 |