Dropping through sky, through the glass of the roof
Holding it up behind my head again
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
Cut in deep to the heart of the bone again
The holding up on bended knees
I'm crying for sympathy, crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd
Over and over and over
When we both of us knew how the end always is
Through the roof of your mouth, through the mouth of your eye
The stench of a love for a younger meat
And the three cheers from everyone
Round and round and round and it's coming apart again
Breaking apart like I'm made up of glass again
So I leave you with babies and hoping for frequency
Publisher: FICTION SONGS LIMITED
How the end always is
The aching kiss before I feed
I leave you with photographs, pictures of trickery
To just let go my party piece
And now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces
Making it up behind my back again
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
Screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy
Stains on the carpet and stains on the scenery
I leave you with photographs, pictures of trickery
Screaming me over and over and over
Screaming me over and over and over
As bit by bit it starts the need
The addiction of duplicities
How the end always is
I knew I would leave you with babies and everything
Always is, always is
The shameless kiss of vanity
So it's all come back round to breaking apart again
The soft and the black and the velvety
Holding my breath for the fear of sleep again
But I never said I would stay to the end
Songwriters: Boris Bransby-Williams, Simon Gallup, Roger O'Donnell, Robert Smith, Porl Thompson, Laurence Tolhurst
How the end always is
How the end always is
When we both of us knew how the ending would be
How the end always is
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
And mouth and eyes and heart all bleed
Up tight against the side of me
Stains on the carpet and stains on the memory
Than ever feel whole again
And run in thickening streams of greed
I never said I would stay to the end
Through the eye of the needle, it's easier for me to get closer to Heaven
As bit by bit it starts the need
To just let go my party piece
And the sound that it makes when it cuts in deep
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery
I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone