• Count the hums between our lips
    Sound out the words that escape the kiss
    Drown out the stares that prepare to life
    Nobody there-no one's left to miss

    And as the passion explodes within
    Searching hands with searching sins
    We prepare ourselves for our dying wish
    -Hold up our thumbs for the final hitch

    The x's and o's that fake a smile
    The devil's laugh that screams for miles
    Anchor the luck before you fall
    Drink down his poison as your final call

    Blow a kiss that never dies
    Find the beauty under the flies
    A dollar short - We try to hide
    Mocking suffering in her cries