This is a carcass bleeding for a story
Cross [bad word] silence is falling
The violent boyfriend phase flashes up
Is that all that happened to the so called us
For me the red walls and your bed very much calling
From a loveless night
And now it's very much morning
So if I've got a heart
last hooking gasp
Empty chairs grappling on the spot
ingesting her everything and everything shes not
For me the red walls and your bed very much calling
From a loveless night
And now it's very much morning

Violent house fire house for a mouse
Gave her context for stricken smiles
As she went with the dog
And her untrod miles
My always packed bags
Are heavy on my back
I return for the millionth time
and left again sometime after that
For me the red walls and your bed very much calling
From a loveless night
And now it's very much morning

Neil told me I love you
And I do
I never knew
That a bus stop on holloway road
would be the last time I ever saw you
For me the red walls and your bed very much calling
From a loveless night
And now it's very much morning
And now it's very much morning