She's A Real Battleaxe Lyrics by Vanna

She's A Real Battleaxe

He waits while the city is sleeping
She takes her time
He lost every ounce of patience
She takes her time
But they're catching on
They're Watching us
Inside these walls
The ghosts still talk
Of death and beauty
Of times long since past
Inside these walls
The ghosts still talk
Of death and beauty
Of times long since past
Don't forget your past
Through the window
Watching as he walks away
This time I've met my match
Through the window
Watching as he walks away
This time I've met my match
We're wrapped inside
Eachother's eyes
In this place that we call home
Lets take our time
And try to find
The things we love to fear the most
Fear the most
This time you've let me go
There's nothing left for us
We'll keep our hearts to ourselves
This time you've let me go
There's nothing left for us
We'll keep our hearts to ourselves
This time you've let me go
There's nothing left for us
We'll keep our hearts to ourselves
She fell like photographs