(lyrics: Thomas Flowers)

even if we say we do, it don¡¯t mean that we will
it don¡¯t mean that we¡¯re going to
even if we say we¡¯ll try it don¡¯t mean
that we¡¯ll have the opportunity

all this time weighed out unrefined
twisted and unkind. all mine
all this pain suddenly arranged
a relationship that i¡¯ve denied

my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
sometimes i scream
I¡¯m scratchin¡¯ at my head
I¡¯d rather be dead than not in your arms
in your arms, in your arms

even if we say we do it don¡¯t mean that we will
it don¡¯t mean that we¡¯re going to
even if we say we¡¯ll try it don¡¯t mean
that we¡¯ll have the opportunity

my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
sometimes i scream
i¡¯m scratchin¡¯ at my head
i¡¯d rather be dead than not
in your arms, in your arms, in your arms
my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
and sometimes i scream

my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
sometimes i scream
i¡¯m scratchin¡¯ at my head
i¡¯d rather be dead than not
in your arms, in your arms, in your arms
my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
and sometimes i scream