October

Come, my dear, and be a part of my home
Missing stitch and flowers on a headstone
But I will crawl like a sinner to be at your feet
Should God or the devil ever ask for me

Oh, my love
Oh, my love

Take my word, but keep the upper hand
I know you, you're the daughter of a lonely man
So let my hope grow cold and atrophy
'Cause there is no more room in your heart for me

Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love

Come, my dear, and drink while the water's still cold
I am naught but a scar upon your breastbone
So kiss me quick, steal every secret I keep, I keep
You can have anything that you want from me

Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love

Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Oh, my love