Testo Heading Emotional South

I know this sinking feeling
That salt water sting
The bottom line, I'm underneath it
I hang on every word that you say
And in an icy wind I sway
If this is your mind you seldom speak it
With words as cold as history
Falling from your precious mouth I don't need to hear
What you need to say
To be heading emotional south

I'm sliding down your wall
Into the gutter where love gets down and crawls
Among the promises that lie there broken
Hey, does it hurt to see
The damage done so recklessly
By all the hollow lines you've spoken?
With words as cold as history
Falling from your precious mouth
I don't need to hear
What you need to say
I'm heading emotional south anyway
All my love in vain