look i'm standing naked before you
don't you want more than my sex
i can scream as loud as your last one
but i can't claim innocence

oh god could it be the weather
oh god why am i here
if love isn't forever
and its NOT THE WEATHER
hand me my leather

i could just pretend that you love me
the night would lose all sense of fear
but why do i need you to love me
when you can't hold what i hold dear

oh god could it be the weather
oh god why am i here
if love isn't forever
and its NOT THE WEATHER
hand me my leather

i almost ran over an angel
he had a nice big fat cigar
"IN A SENSE" he said "you're alone here
so if you jump you best jump far"

oh god could it be the weather
oh god why am i here
if love isn't forever
and its NOT THE WEATHER
oh god could it be the weather
oh god its all very clear
if love isn't forever
and its NOT THE WEATHER
hand me my leather



"A hole opens sometimes that I fall through a bit like the madhatter. I guess where memories coughing in loose molecules come and chase me around for a while. I felt like I had lived 20 different lifetimes from birth through death during the writing of this song. When I looked up from the piano and at the clock, thinking I was late for someone, it had only been 8 minutes."
-- Tori; Little Earthquakes Songbook