Verse 1:

Let's pretend that our mouths are just minutes away

from figuring out how we taste
in the darkest of hours, in the simplest of ways
we'll explain then erase all mistakes


PRE-CHORUS:
This heart, it won't grow

since your watering can has run low
I threw sticks, you threw stones
baby lovin' yous breakin' my bones


CHORUS:
So please, love, accept what I am

before night falls and the terror begins....again
please love, accept what I am
before night falls and the terror begins


Verse 2:


Detached from the say-so, so say what you mean
I'm interred below miles of concrete
To speak of my love would be primitive speech

But you're the halo God wears to find sleep

PRE-CHORUS:

This heart, it won't grow
since your watering can has run low
I threw sticks, you threw stones

baby lovin' yous breakin' my bones

CHORUS:

So please, love, accept what I am
before night falls and the terror begins....again
please love, accept what I am

before night falls and the terror begins