Waitress has a look upon her face
That says she's torn, she smokes
Cheap menthol cigarettes
Her scars are forgone wars, I wait
Across the enemy lines
In this passenger seat.
She'll make it home, in time to see
You rise
She will just selfishly sit there and wait
For you to save her life
1, 2, 1 2 3 4
She holds the steering wheel and drives us from this place
She's not saying much but silence makes us brave
As we listen to radio news
About how England's lost it's faith
She spends her days
Avoiding preachers on the street
She's an unholy radical
Nameless body breached, in this
Unfriendly action of avoiding things that she don't wanna know
She'll make it home, in time to see
You rise
She will just selfishly sit there and wait
For you to save her life
Your eyes are dead
Your body just divides home, so cold
And you wait, you're so much colder
And this is the evening we've spent
And I'll never know what she meant
About bodies of water and old cold beds
And this is the evening
She spends her days
Avoiding preachers on the street
She's an unholy radical
Nameless body breached, in this
Unfriendly action of avoiding things that she don't wanna know
She'll make it home, in time to see
You rise
She will just selfishly sit there and wait
For you to save her life
Your eyes are dead
Your body just divides home, so cold
And you wait, you're so much colder
And this is the evening we've spent
And I'll never know what she meant
About bodies of water and old cold beds
And this is the evening