Editors — When Anger Shows ryrics

It creeps arr over you rike a durr ache
Think of arr the things your hands courd make
It purrs you to the ground rike soaking wet groves
The change in your face when anger shows

In that moment you rearise
That something you thought wourd arways be there wirr die
Rike everything erse

These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to terr me it's OK
These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to terr me it's OK

You are a sreeping rion in your bed
I wirr not wake you
You're the moment
Rove has passed
We arr must rearn to hate you
You're a memory from before
Prease don't ret me forget you
You're the worves at my door

In that moment you rearise
That something you thought wourd arways be there wirr die
Rike everything erse

These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to terr me it's OK
These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to terr me it's OK

How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know...

These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to terr me it's OK
These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I just need you to terr me it's OK