Paroles de la chanson Marsh par Cliffords

I'm wet to the bone
And it's 3 in the evening
And I miss you
But I don't blame you at all, at all, at all
For leaving

I'm sick of my skull
And her feeble attempt at healing
And I should take my medicine
If this kills me I won't blame you at all

I'm missing the dead
Time's a bitch and she keeps stealing
My innocence has taken a beating
And I'm caught in the cold

And I'm a lucky, lucky girl
‘Cause Rory takes me down to the river
And I can see my whole world in him
Am I, am I getting better?

Trapped inside a bitter haze
My eyes hold down a heavy weight
To see you soon and get better

Right now I'm missing the dead
Time's a bitch and she keeps stealing
My innocence has taken a beating
And I'm caught in the cold

And I'm missing the dead
And I'm caught in the cold