Your tomorrow's raining all over my today And it's hard to hear that it's over, you say But it's love It's love And the moonlit cracks on our window Leave spines of light in the dust You gather your things in the fluoro-lit night And I think I'll be alright And I'd believe it - You're so sure of your own heart Your heart But it's love It's love I she'd people like snakes she'd skin I'm not proud of it I'm not proud But you can't find your way out of me I she'd people like snakes she'd skin