Sing To Me

White lies, black dress

Brightness of darkness

You close your tear-stained eyes

To your silver-lined madness

And after twenty-nine years

You might want to confess

That we have made a fucked up place

That I cannot erase

Sing to me (Oh)

Sing to me, yeah

Sing to me (Oh)

Sing to me (Oh)

White lies, black heart

Tearing us apart

You breathe the frost-filled air

From my lungs to your lungs

After twenty-nine years

How much more to come now?

We have made a fucked up place

That I just can't erase

Sing to me (Oh)

Sing to me

Sing to me (Oh)

Sing to me, whoa, whoa-oh, yeah

Happy tears fade fast

Sad tears tend to last

You got a sad, sad song

Stuck in your aching head

And your twenty-nine years

Did not teach you that

Changing melodies will change your destiny at last

Now, we have made a fucked up place

That I just can't erase

Erase

Sing to me (Oh)

Sing to me, yeah

Sing to me (Oh)

Sing to me (Oh) whoa