She has become more than a myth to me.
She has become less than a life to me.
I can already see, she will be the end of me. [x2]
I am in f*cking disgust.
I am f*cking furious.
Twenty four seven.
Those soft green fields and that upturned cathedral have
taken me away again. Don't think badly of me now, for
letting you down. [x2]
Those soft green fields and that cathedral. [x2]
I knew better than to follow you.
I knew better than to follow you but I still did it
anyways. [x2]
I need eyes in the back of my head, because I don't know
how this ends. [x3]