The Dirt - Tor Miller

Beneath the blood moon, all filled with wine

You say you love me for the very first time

And as the three words fire from your teeth

Like some perfect bullet to knock me off my feet

I’ll be loving you, too

The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through

And as you fall for some decent man

You place your life into his trembling hands

And as the red sun struggles up in the sky

With his arms around you, and your dreaming eyes

I’ll be loving you, too

The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through

I’ll be loving you, too

From your lips to the dirt they lower me down into

And as I make love to another one

Your name is riding on the tip of my tongue

And as a body crashes on me like a wave

My resolve may weaken, but never break

I’ll be loving you, too

The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through

I’ll be loving you, too

From your lips to the dirt they lower me down into

And the shadow of your heart, it cuts right through

And when the day comes, you’ve forgotten my name

And I’ve drunk an ocean to try to quell the pain

And in your autumn, when your colours have changed

Your naked branches or your lips don’t feel the same

From the greyhound to the after light

I was looking out my window all this time

I’ll be loving you, too

The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through

I’ll be loving you, too

From your lips to the dirt they lower me down into