Lyrics

This finger's grown thin Where a ring had always been Evermore means something that it never did before Paler skin under a band of gold Paler and frailer Now nail her to the words she swore 'Til death do us part Death came to this heart Now where to begin Time comes and it goes And only the twistin' shows Rising and falling To the rhythm of your breathing And my longing Paler skin under a band of gold Paler and frailer Now nail her to the words she swore 'Til death do us part Death came to this heart Now where to begin Its easy to break apart Like a glass up against a wall Shattering until it falls 'til it's glittering/bitter end With all that's exposed Do you think I'll ever know How to hold this hand And simply understand Paler and frailer Now nail her to the words she swore