Smoke and Spine

(mmm) Floorboards creaking in the hallway

Two cups cooling on the sill

You turn a key inside the lock

And the clock stands completely still

I count the headlights on the ceiling

Waiting for the break to heal

Say what you came to say

Before the morning turns us gray (ah-ah)

We dance on glass

until it bends

Trading secrets to the bitter end

Caught in the undertow,

nowhere to run

Two silhouettes before the sun

A cigarette burns to the filter

You hold your hands behind your back

We draw a boundary in the dust

Watching every promise crack

Nothing left to give away

Nothing left that we can mask

Say what you came to say

Before the morning turns us gray (ah-ah)

We dance on glass

until it bends

Trading secrets to the bitter end

Caught in the undertow,

nowhere to run Two silhouettes before the sun

(nowhere to run)

Before the sun...

Just two silhouettes (mmm)