Testo The Chain

The sky looks pissed.
The wind talks back.
My bones are shifting in my skin
And you, my love, are gone.

My room seems wrong.
The bed won't fit.
I cannot seem to operate And you, my love, are gone.

(Chorus)
So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore
And if you come around again
Then I will take, then I will take
The chain from off the door

I'll never say
I'll never love
But I don't say a lot of things
And you, my love, are gone.

(Chorus X6)