Morning dreams
You and me
Brittle sticks in skin
Crooked teeth
The autumn leaves
My heart just caved in
We fell off the roof
I'll never close my eyes for you
Ooh, no
Throw your knives
Up into the golden air
Crooked teeth
A spider bites
Broken I don't care
We slept for days
In that same place
Put on our heads
And my faces
Bandages made of old clothes
Crutches from old bones
Wash the blood off in the sea
Follow the light home
We fell off the roof
I'll never close my eyes for you
Ooh, no
Morning dreams
You and me
Brittle sticks in skin
Crooked teeth
The autumn leaves
My heart just caved in
We fell off the roof
I burnt that house down for you
Ooh, no