Everything Will Be Worse in the Morning
Kristopher Schau, Mads Martinsen
My love has no answers
As things get rougher
This terminal cancer
It's all hers to suffer
My future spins like a knife-throwers wheel
Had hopes for summer
Had hopes for us
Had hopes for summer
Had hopes for us
If I weep
She will take it as a warning
I can't sleep
Knowing everything will be worse in the morning
Death goes on
But it has to be forgiven
Cause going on
Is what death does for a living
As our future spins like a knife-throwers wheel
Had hopes for summer
Had hopes for us
Had hopes for summer
Had hopes for us
If I weep
She will take it as a warning
I can't sleep
Knowing everything will be worse in the morning
