I see your lips talk to another
And my heart starts caving in
Evil winds they blow your kisses
Away from me and on to him
This could be the last time
You'll ever see my face
And I'm not bound to meet you
In heaven's lonesome space
So when you're there
With your new love
And you take him by the head
And you pull his love inside you
Think of me and I'll be dead
This could be the last time
You'll ever see my face
And I'm not bound to meet you
In heaven's lonesome space
So when you're there
With your new love
And he takes you by the head
And you taste his love inside you
Think of me and I'll be dead
Just think of me 'cause I'll be dead
These sweet, sad indie pop tunes accompany Ian Coss's podcast of the same name, in which he interviews his family about their divorces. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 17, 2021
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