Fevered Lyrics - Logic Will Break Your Heart - The Stills

Strange like skin 

That I believe in 

It stretches over bone 

And smells like honey on the wind 

All so strange 

I can't remember 

Where the heartache ends 

And the fever it begins 

Scenes of Mary Magdalena 

Shakes her lover's bones 

At all the demons in the window 

All so strange 

The dreams that haunt my bed 

The heartache swells 

And quickens near the end 

And then slows down 

It slows down 

'Till I shut down 

And I won't try to run 

Strange like skin 

That I believe in 

It leakss out of the phone 

And spills like honey 

From the window 

Warm and strange 

I can't remember 

How the hearbreak mends 

When the fever it remains 

And I'm so down 

So down... (5X) 

And I lay down 

And I won't try to run...