The Thing That Kills Me
December days leave me a mess
With every thought I'm haunted
If free spirit and ripped jeans don't impress
Then what is it you wanted?
Still I remember the way that you thrilled me in June
I can't forget that the one thing that kills me is you
Eyes open, here comes the nausea
Tugging at my sleeve
The butterflies you feel when a love comes
Turn to bats when the love leaves
Damn these winged creatures
Still I remember the way that you thrilled me in June
I can't forget that the one thing that kills me is you