| Oh my love like we’re living on a colour string |
| All our lives it’s turned the passion for the dark day |
| Am I so wrong to think this was going somewhere? |
| 'Cause every turn seems to lead us back to nowhere |
| If silence is my only virtue |
| Why’s it only me to say I’m sorry I hurt you? |
| Silence is my only saving grace |
| Why’s it only you who turned love into hate? |
| Oh my love |
| It’s like we’re living on a ghost train |
| Are we the damned |
| Shackled by our own idle chains? |
| Is this what you wanted |
| Or can we be saved? |
| All I need is a bit of give and take to believe |
| Show me a sign |
| If this is it, I’m gonna let our love bleed |
| If silence is my only virtue |
| Why’s it only me to say I’m sorry I hurt you? |
| Silence is my only saving grace |
| Why’s it only you who turned love into hate? |
| Oh my love |
| It’s like we’re living on a ghost train |
| Are we the damned |
| Shackled by our own idle chains? |
| Is this what you wanted |
| Or can we be saved? |
| It’s a shame if we came this far to die |
| Give me truth and I’ll give you back a little more time |
| Or hate me and go |
| 'Cause at least then I’ll know |
| Hate me and leave |
| 'Cause I don’t need you to beat me |
| Oh my love |
| It’s like we’re living on a ghost train |
| Are we the damned |
| Shackled by our own idle chains? |
| Is this what you wanted |
| Or can we be saved? |
| Oh my love |
| It’s like we’re living on a ghost train |
| Are we the damned |
| Shackled by our own idle chains? |
| Is this what you wanted |
| Or can we be saved? |
| Is this what you wanted |
| Or can we be saved? |