I'm up with the birds sitting on a wire
A kiss from your lips is all I desire
I've been up all night you're tearing me asunder
I'm up with the birds
My words start to slur
I'm grasping at straws
Trying to hold on
I'm grasping at straws
Trying to hold on
Paradise lost in a funeral pyre
Your pleasure at the cost of a few measly dollars
I'll pay any price to live with you and sin
I'm up with the birds
And i'm lost for words
I'm grasping at straws
Trying to hold on
I'm grasping at straws
Trying to hold on