Texty: Spoon. Transference. Before Destruction.

Before destruction
A man's heart is haughty

Before destruction
A man's
Heart is haughty

Everyone loves you for your black eye
They feast on the abundance of your house
Your love

I want to believe

For once to believe now

Just as you're leaving
You turn around and take a cold shot
Just as you're turning your back . . .

Ah, love
Your love