You missed the winter and it followed you back home
Where sun kissed the crimson footsteps in the melting snow
We are doing our best to disown the golden mean
By these acts of [bad word] in the name of beauty to be free

The acoustic funeral for love in limbo
We аre dancing with tags on our toes
I save my last breath for your window
To write you this song
For the acoustic funeral

On the verge of the vow to kill all reason locked in that door
To a nightmare within a nightmare we are bound to adore
Let the pleasure in the shape of a heart lie until we
Have finally confirmed all fears to be so real
(To be so real)
 [bad word] 

Underneath the ice so thin I am turning blue
(Love's turning blue)
The one last thing I know to be real is the shadow of you
Killing love with a kiss