I've been an echoed sound since we saw the end
And I miss you now like I missed you then
Oh the bridges I'd burn for the warmth of your words
A little singalong for the end of our world
The women since saw the makeup stain
No matter how much I wash that pillowcase
Oh what I wouldn't give to listen through your chest
A radio heart where I lay my head
Oh for the warmth of your words
The bridges I'd burn