Victim Lover - Broken Social Scene

Look at the moon look after you

Look at all the things you didn’t do

It’s easy to believe disaster tries

Look at the stars look at the cars

Look at the things you pretend are yours

While we choke the sleep that you disguise

I’m still trying

Trying

Trying to deceive that this is right

Yeah I’m crushing

Crushing

Crushing on the prisoner by design

Look at the clues look at the bruise

Look at all the things that you did lose

I don’t think this girl could crack a smile

Eat up the hearts, release the charts

Do what you think is why you’re who you are

Estimate the dark of gone tonight

Oh, the winter minds, dream of the sea to arrive alive

My war is not better, my better is the best that you will find

Look at the men look at your friend

Look at the one you want to never end

Hostage like to feed the metre dimes

Look at the door look at your floor

Look at the face you want some more

Beaten down by the lonely pride

It’s not me, it’s not you, not them, not this time

It’s not me, it’s not you, not them, not this time

Oh, the winter minds, love to dream to arrive alive

Oh, the winter minds, dream of the sea to arrive alive