Intro: â
I ve got love on my mind
and blood on my hands
But I m still terrified
of your wistful glance
So shiver for you
you tremble for me
step on your shoes
trip on your heels
let the archangel sneer
at the weights I have shoved away
let him chunk and roar
if you can t make it go away
There s so much I don t know
Like what will become of us
But I still don t know
where you stand.
