You're three sides of my eight sided circle
to lovers Juxtaposed with doorways
Broken window frames color her eyes
And with black lines let it all run down, let it all run down
It's one way to opt for a horizon
Cause in my opinion
It's one way to say we're abandoned
And we don't belong here at all
There's no explanation or forewarning
Underneath all the crimson lining
We approach the street with a clear conscience
We'll survive, let it all fall down, let it all fall down
It's one way to opt for a horizon
And not to mention
It's one way to say were abandoned
And we don't belong here at all
And romance just is...
Slow it all do