Lirieke: Bloc Party. Like Eating Glass.

It's so cold in this house Open mouth swallowing us The children staying home from school Will not stop crying And I know that you're busy too I know that you care You got your finger on the pulse You got your eyes everywhere And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls And you haven't got the time to remember how it was It's so cold in this house It's so cold in this house I can't eat, I can't sleep I can't sleep, I can't dream An aversion to light Got a fear of the ocean Like drinking poison, like eating glass It's so cold in this house Come and show me how it was We've got crosses on our eyes Been walking into the walls again We've got crosses on our eyes Been walking into the furniture We've got crosses on our eyes For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse We've got crosses on our eyes We've been walking into the furniture