Linger - Nostalghia

You linger still on my lips like poison

You want it deep, pry me open

You hold me close

And it feels like violence

Yeah, talk is cheap, oh, so cheap

Yours feels like silence

You feel like silence

I’m walking slow from the home we burned down

Fire wasted in the ash, but we’re both alone now

You hold me close

And it feels like violence

Yeah, talk is cheap, oh, so cheap

Yours feels like silence

You feel like silence

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You hold me close

And it feels like violence

Yeah, talk is cheap, so cheap

Yours feels like silence

You still feel like silence