Since you took the 8:02
I've been counting shades of blue
Wondering if you'd stay true to me

Pillow talk and bedroom eyes
Cigarettes and forty-fives
At what point did you decide to leave me?

I know that you're bawling
Can't you hear me calling?
Soon you will be crawling back to me

Frantically I miss your skin
And the music deep within
Aching just like death inside a pistol

Like a creeping calico
Think of me and I will know
If you want me you just need to whisper

I know that you're bawling
Can't you hear me calling?
Soon you will be crawling back to me

In a symphony of red
I will open up my head
Spilling out my misery
Then you will come crawling back to me
Crawling back to me
Crawling back to me...