Blood - Tindersticks

Was there once something so pure

That left me whole and precious?

But now, broken, wondering

Why this new ingredient?

Everything I crave I become

Everything I left forgotten

Everything I love I become

Cos that’s what happens when you reach the bottom

Where does the blood go?

It runs away from broken lives

Where does the blood go?

It runs away from broken lives

There’s an ugly crowd here beside me

They specialise in violations

Once they numbered only a handful

Grew out the ashes of what we had good

There’ll be another awkward scene tonight

Quickly averting our eyes

When we see what there is left of

Our love hangs here beside us

From it’s feet, twitching, desperate

The juice that splash our white boots

Now they’re matted and confused

There’ll be another ugly scene tonight

As we refuse to accept the obvious

We panic and jump up and down

Trying to suck those last breaths