Standing on the edge of a cityscape
Now I'm walking this tightrope that I can't escape
If I was you I'd be on the first train home
Sat at home on a Tuesday night
The talk-show host and those fragile lies
But you're my favourite sentence
And I'm wondering if you'll find your way home
Running our hands down the stairwell wall
I'm going down, down, down
The one that you had me paint blue
In a bet to shift my mood
I'm stacking all the fotos in the front of a book
And feeling down, down, down
These walls have seen the bones of us
These walls... will never fall
Push this body out to sea
And you forget all the warmth that you found in me
'Cause I heard your blood runs a little bit colder than most
Flying of the handle of a lovers tiff
I never knew expression could look so stiff
But I'll shake it off 'cause you're just a little piece of my heart
Running our hands down the stairwell wall
And I'm going down, down, down
The one that you had me paint blue
In a bet to shift my mood
I'm stacking all the fotos in the front of a book
And feeling down, down, down
These walls have seen the bones of us
These walls... will never fall
Never fall