Paint New Horrors - Choir of Young Believers

Descent together, if I’m so clever

Why paint new horrors when I’m your only true sorrow?

You forgive no one for what I’ve done

I will address you later with an idiot letter

Because there is something you ain’t got

To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you

The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through

To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you

The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through

To give to you, I wanted to

If I’m a writer, then you’re entitled to something better, which you ain’t

getting

What is the shape of love to come?

To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you

The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through

To give to you, girl I wanna give it to you

The things you do, the things that I was pulling you through

To give to you, I wanted to

It’s everywhere I go, it’s in every single note

Used to live across the road, it’s not that long ago

Am I doing it again, new loss around the bend

You fall in love with the city, I fall in love with the band

You fall in love out of pity, I fall in love out of hand

I understand, that you never will