Torch Singer

These things crawl across my floor I can't use them anymore there's a heaven in her band alleluias in my hand All my patience love's inside she just climbed the stage and died lights that rose and fell again Songs that thinned out near the end oh, Her voice trailed off in the end Though your miles are more than mine the things I've taken in a bind it's for certain it's for sure I've no use for them no more making room within ones self for another's songs to help and it all comes back to me as I walk hungover down the street and it all comes back to me and it all comes back to me and it all comes back to me as i walk hungover down the street she's a mother in disguise I look different in her skies but it's morning so i say here's a big red letter day her skin's like white wash like skim milk her words sing softly just like silk there are some things i've got to say she won't understand anyway there are miles between our hearts there's salvation in false starts I'm forsaken in the end I'm forsaken in the end (HOLD) I'm forsaken in the end I'm forsaken in the end