Big brown eyes and big broke heart, Meant to be right from the start, And we were bonded by the sad, Songs you wrote and hearts you had Thunder's loud and ligh...

You said your life's a house of cards, and it teeters on the brink On the edges of window ledges, until like a great ship down it sinks Into the sea bed, with ...

If I still wrote songs this one would be about you, called "How I Spent My Days in Mazes Without You" In labyrinths of synths and cold and pulsing patterns When...