Love To Be Cruel For

(альбом: Numbered Doors - 2014)

We throw away chipped plates, we don't drink too much
If the moon's waiting on two lovers hope it ain't waiting on us
We don't say good morning, we don't whisper goodnight
Books placed on bedside tables, we turn off the light

Nobody's fighting
Nobody wants to win
Nobody's slamming any doors
Remember when we had love to be cruel for

We don't raise our voices, don't stay up all night crying
But it's a fine damn line between being dead and dying
The words don't hurt no more, no they're barely spoken
We've done everything that we can do, broke everything broken

Nobody's fighting
Nobody wants to win
Nobody's slamming any doors
Remember when we had love to be cruel for

We all drive by houses with just one TV on
And imagine life inside being better than our own

Nobody's fighting
Nobody wants to win
Nobody's slamming any doors
Remember when we had love
Remember we had love
Remember when we had love to be cruel for