Seven seconds since my last shot
This is when I come to you
This is when I come to you
All my best friends are dead
Kept alive inside my head
Dead roses for dying loves
Silver sweaters and boxing gloves
The mind plays funny tricks
Talking to you is like talking to wood.
This is when I come to you.
This is when I come to you.
The candle flickers and then disappears
This is when I come to you
This is when I come to you
Dead roses for dying loves,
silk sweaters and boxing gloves
The mind plays funny tricks
Dead roses for dyeing gloves
Silk sweaters and boxing gloves
The mind plays funny tricks
Two minutes past three o 'clock
Seven seconds since my last shot
This is when I come to you
This is when I come to you