Paradise At Last

Lyrics

Two hands They are armed again The way your mouth bends and breaks Like you were getting away with something In my dreams, I am driving drunk again In my dreams, you are chasing me, knife in hand In my dreams, I like us better Where I am bold and you are honest In between everything You will think about the way Her shoulders shake in the dream you had Where you cut off your hands So you could stop staring at them And begging them Begging them to stay