Emreld f mount Thr towards th sky Nvr revealing the depth Tell me that we belong 2gether Dres it up with the trappings of luv Ill b captivt,ill hang fr ur lips Inst of th gallows of hearth that hang from above Ill b ur cring should Ill b ur lv suicide Ill b better when im older Il be great fan of ur life And rain fall angry on thin roof As we lie awake in my bed Ur my survival Ur my living prof My love is alive and not dead N ive drop out,burned out fought my bay back from the dead Turn in n turn out, remembering the things that u said