Glass - See Through Dresses

Nostradamus, tell me

Write her name in verse

Will she return this year

To hold my hand, return me to my curse

Near the dead end sea

Where the gulls will pick me clean

I can hear her sickly voice

I give my flesh to eat

Near the killing fields, I lay me down to sleep

My body sick, my mind decayed

No one to hate but me

Come and find me, before I drown

Let it pull you in, let it drag you out

So dead in love, so tired of waiting

Take me away with you

Get lost in living

So dead in love, so tired of wasting time

I wish I could I wish I could I wish I could

but I"m always stuck behind the glass

You were right

Why should I care

Everyone I know is everyone I owe

If you come inside, we can talk all night

You could sing to me

I’ll hold you as we sleep