Indie

MAN：All the milk and all the butter corn，so are we love.

All the knives and Forks in the plates，all washed up.

And all the people that we used to know, no longer know us.

Now they know me and they know you my love. “

No longer ask us.

All the milk and all the butter corn，so are we love.

All the knives and Forks in the plates，all washed up.

And all the people that we used to know, no longer know us.

Now they know me and they know you my love. “

No longer ask us.

WOMAN：And the place we used to call our home is slake you.

All the flowers in the windshield didn't make it.

Oh our fairy tale and faision show so depressing.

They keep talking all they get the massage.

All the fruits and all the vine we have，come tasteless.

All the photographs and memories soon wasted.

And all the songs we used to listen to no longer playing.

Yet it's funny how the melodies are fading.

All the fruits and all the vine we have，come tasteless.

All the photographs and memories soon wasted.

And all the songs we used to listen to no longer playing.

Yet it's funny how the melodies are fading.

Wake up every night now baby.

Wake up and call your name.

Without you lie here life been the same.

Everything so cold now baby.

So cold and that's why it hurts.

And all the thoughts keep bugging me.

What was it worth?

Wake up every night now baby.

Wake up and call your name.

Without you lie here life been the same.

Everything so cold now baby.

So cold and that's why it hurts.

And all the thoughts keep bugging me.

What was it worth?

Every night I wake up call your name.（repeat）