My Oh My - Sophie Hunger

You’re surfing the tide

I’m waving from the inside

You’re standing outside

With me, for me, among them

This red heart is aching

Whenever you leave

The red heart, the life-support

The filling is killing, it’s killing me

My oh my this plane is crashing down again

My only friend the one who bends

Leaves with a kick

My oh my don’t stop the engine

Your on edge it’s clear but let me mention dear

The house we’re about to hit

Bridge:

How could I possibly forget

The house we’re about to hit

This red heart is aching

Whenever you leave

The red heart, the life-support

The filling is killing, it’s killing me

So if there’s a saviour save me still

When these hands can’t bend to their will