9669

Is that the long goodbye
That's just the one you'll find
Cut from the waist, you cut from the weak side
It goes to waste
You make the call so make the call shorter
You break the spell or make the fall harder

This time it's over unless i'm under
Miss my nothing, miss my number

Step out the light
Step out and re-shape me
Here comes the white
Here comes the big empty
If we're meant to part we're meant to part sweeter
But it aches and swells and slips a cut deeper
We don't ride, we don't ride to sunset
We just ride until our last breath

This time it's over unless i'm under
Miss my nothing, miss my number

9669
You're on my mind