Standard (EADGBE)
were rotten fruit
were damaged goods
what the hell weve got nothing more to lose
one burst and we will probably crumble
we re backdrifting
this far but no further
im hangin off a branch
im teetering on the brink of
honey sweets so fall asleep
im backsliding
you fell into our arms
you fell into our arms
we tried but there was nothing we could do
nothing we could do