Bad Blood

You're a holiday

A glass of ocean slipping down

My throat and landing on my hopes

I'm dreaming

Off the map no hidden grids, I'm fleeing

I worship you like holy days

Lying on my back seeing clouds and rays

Drinking lime and bitter from my lemonade

White horses merry time won't do

Do you remember

The holidays, slipped away, time and place

I definitely remember

Lying on my back and seeing clouds and rays

We're dreaming, with feelings

Forever we're young

Pages unsung

I feel that you remember

Dreaming of a past that couldn't last

And now we're changing, refraining

I'm thinking it’s the

Know that it’s the

I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood

I'm thinking it’s the

Know that it’s the

I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood

Do you remember

The writing, the passion, the falling over

And tripping on ice, sharing advice, taking twice

But let us not forget the

Silent days, stripped away, time and place

You choose not to remember

Fly away, counting days, I'm hiding from you

I'm thinking it’s the

Know that it’s the

I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood

I'm thinking it’s the

Know that it’s the

I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood

(Love I choose)

For the rain not to fall

Exposing the soil on you

(You I lose)

Don't tell me I'm cookoo I know

And it's mad we were close

(Love I choose)

My heads now a float

But my hearts drowning boats of you (you I lose)

Don't tell me I'm cookoo

I'm thinking it’s the

Know that it’s the

I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood

I'm thinking it’s the

Know that it’s the

I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood