My feelings render me foreign
Nobody wants dead love
Nobody wants dead love
If I fall in love with you, I'm sorry
Nobody wants dead love
Nobody wants dead love
Escapism is ineffective
Six Feet Under binges, forcing feeling
As Morrissey whinges of soil falling over his head
And I don't think about her anymore
Sounds good on paper but she's settled down in my subconscious
She's in every stranger
Nobody wants dead love
Nobody wants dead love
Nobody wants dead love
Nobody wants dead love
A currency once so strong
(What does one do with dead love?)
These bags weigh over a ton
(Set them aside and move on)
Only one way to be wrong
(Only one way to be wrong)
To suffer, to remain in the darkness
To suffer, to remain in the darkness
(And I thought I was a mess before)
(I thought I was depressed before)
(Thought I knew anxiety)
(Now what? Now what? Now what?)
(I thought I was depressed before)
(I thought I was a mess before)
(Thought I knew the bittersweet)
(Now what? Now what? Now what?)
My love is a burden
My love, is it broken?
My love is a burden
My love, is it broken?
My love is a burden
My love, is it broken?
My love is a burden
My love...
