Elin Sigvardsson Follow

I get home when you leave
Our love is overcome
By gathering smithereens

And it's forcing us to take cover under porcelain shells
Someday they might break in two
But until they do we'll hover over thorns and pretend
There's nothing to talk through

You take it high, bring it low
I've heard your stories a hundred thousand million times before
My teardrops daze your mouth
But you keep talking 'til your voice is sore

And it's forcing me to take cover under porcelain shields
Someday they might break in two
But until they do you won't intend to ask how I feel
Or try to see me through

When did I get out of your sight?
Slip through your selfish eyes
You think I've lost my charms
I'd say you've lost your mind

Yeah, it's forcing you to take cover under porcelain shells
Someday they might break in two
But until they do I have nothing to offer accept
What's left of me and you

I get home when you leave
Our love is overcome