Hostages - The Howl & The Hum

I don’t wanna say goodbye like this

I’m watching as your face begins to fade

The last six months are waiting with its engine on

Our ugly rebounds waiting in their caves

So meet me on the bridge

We’ll hand over our hostages

A fake silver ring

Your books in foreign languages

You can keep the coat

It looks better on you

Anyway, I’m fine

I guess the cold’s a state of mind

Two lovers met

Two strangers left

You say I’m dead on the inside

Babe, I’ve known that for a while

And It wasn’t like you liked me

For my sunny views on life

Oh, I’m dead on the inside

Babe, I’ve known that all along

Any time I tried to love you

I got it wrong

So meet me on the bridge

We’ll hand over our hostages

Your dad’s broken watch

A letter to your old address

You just stay so cool

It looks better on you

Anyway, I’m fine

I guess alone’s a state of mind

So meet me on the bridge

We’ll hand over our hostages

We’ll shed our skin

And fade into acquaintances

This is how we die

Become just you and I

You turn round and smile

One final time

You were just a state of mind

And two lovers met

Two strangers left