Broken Windows

It comes strong and thin
And tastes like sin
The love we've all been in before

A million ways to burn
I'm just looking out of this
Old broken windows
And she's taking a turn
I'm looking out this
Old broke window
And she's taking a turn

Her body lies like a landscape
Before you
You're selling your soul
By the pound
Got snakeoil in spades
For the wolftickets trade
You look but don't see me around

A million ways to burn
I'm just standing out on this
Old street corner
And she's taking a turn
I'm standing out on this
Old street corner
And she's taking a turn