Let the snake bite Let her crawl under your skin Let it eat you from within It's alright The bitterness is growing
You'll break into my house I'll break into your house Do it, I'll do it If you twist the knife right I will twist the knife left Screw it, I'll screw it
I can hear strings That should be for me I can see rings That should be for me That should be for me That should be for me
I count the ways That I love you everyday Like I count the days Since I could recall your face Oh the days don't get easier The gaps just get bigger Until I can almost bear Thinking of you
On my deathbed Raise my eyes up to the Lord I know you'll come just when I call I stretch my hand out It freezes in the air There wasn't anybody there
Now my house is your house And it is a nice house Screw it, screw it, screw it I will twist my knife right I will twist my knife left Do it, I'll do it
I can hear bells That should ring for me I can taste hell That should be for me That should be for me That should be for me
I count the ways That I love you everyday Like I count the days Since I could recall your face Oh the days don't get easier The gaps just get bigger Until I can almost bear Thinking of you I love the way That I can't escape the pain How it hangs from my heart Like the letters in your name Oh the days don't get easier The gaps just get bigger Until
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Oh the days don't get easier The gaps just get bigger Until I can almost bear Thinking of you
Compositores: Abigail Morris, Aurora Nishevci, Casper Miles, Emily Roberts, Georgia Davies, James Ford & Lizzie Mayland