Lyrics
You re selling your soul by the pound, a million ways to burn, i m just looking out of this old broke window
and she s taking a turn
waiting for the wine to pour
You re selling your soul by the pound, i m looking out of this old broke window, i m just looking out of this old broke window
Let s see what we can live without, queen of her mother s house
Loaded tongue and dirty fingers, i m just standing here on this old street corner
the love we ve all been in before
you re selling your soul by the pound
waiting for the wine to pour
I m just looking out of this old broke window, i m just looking out of this old broke window
the love we ve all been in before
and she s taking a turn
I m just standing here on this old street corner, i m just standing here on this old street corner
Waiting for the wine to pour, her body lies like a landscape before you
I m looking out of this old broke window, i m just standing here on this old street corner, i m just standing here on this old street corner
I m just standing here on this old street corner, you look but don t see me around
Waiting for the wine to pour, you look but don t see me around, fix an eye to the dimestore villain
A million ways to burn, the love we ve all been in before
Her body lies like a landscape before you, a million ways to burn
i m looking out of this old broke window
The love we ve all been in before, her body lies like a landscape before you Window, it comes strong and thin and it tastes like sin
come step outside feeling full moon high
you look but don t see me around
and she s taking a turn
The love we ve all been in before, and she s taking a turn
You look but don t see me around, queen of her mother s house
A million ways to burn, and she s taking a turn
You re selling your soul by the pound, you re selling your soul by the pound
a million ways to burn
A million ways to burn, a million ways to burn Window, and she s taking a turn
Got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade, i m just looking out of this old broke window, and she s taking a turn
You look but don t see me around, loaded tongue and dirty fingers Broke, and she s taking a turn
Come step outside feeling full moon high, come step outside feeling full moon high
fix an eye to the dimestore villain
