Lyrics Sir, Your Fashion Has the Cold Heart of a Killer - The Beautiful Girls

Sir, Your Fashion Has the Cold Heart of a Killer

I miss you, you know, and i just want to come home
I scream into the night, that same old fear gripping me tight.
i tried calling
but a man picked up the phone.
he said that nobody was home and could i please
leave him alone.
back in this ghost town and i’m just trying to get by.
trying to escape these dreams that just will not stop chasing me down.
i look for you almost every night.
see, since you’ve gone away i don’t have
strength in me to stay
Dear sir your fashion, it has the cold heart
Of a killer
And all our reasons they keep going somewhere
The devil to one side of me seems to believe in killing me
I’d hold you but my arms have stripped bare
Let’s make it through tonight and then we need to make it right.
how would we both feel if one of us soon were gone?
see, i’m not sure the risk
is any longer really worth it.
in the meantime let’s just not use the phone.
no more emergency calls.
please, no more sirens anymore
Dear sir your fashion, it has the cold heart
Of a killer
So we wait
We wait
No control
No reason