Our love was wasted, face it
Should've known what you do to me
The place is vacant when you're gone
Miss, you'll be the death of me
I feel it in your overtones
I try to sing along, sit alone
But I still taste the way...
(cause there's blood in the water)
(blood is thicker than water)
(cause there's blood in the water)
Well if apathy could be a friend of mine
The matches made could burn
Cause you swore that you'd die