Sir, Your Fashion Has the Cold Heart of a Killer Lyrics

I miss you, you know,
And I just want to come home.
I scream into the night,
That same old fear gripping me tightly.
I tried calling but a man picked up the phone.
He said that nobody was home and could I please leave him alone.
Back in this ghost town
And I'm just trying to get by.
Trying to escape these dreams that just will not stop chasing me down.
I look for you almost every night.
See, since you've gone away I don't have strength in me to stay.

Dear sir your fashion, it has the cold heart,
Of a killer
Of a killer, no
Of a killer
Of a killer, no no, no-o
And all our reasons they keep going somewhere.
The devil to one side of me
Seems to believe in killing me.
I'd hold you but my arms have stripped bare.
Let's hold on one more night and then we need to make it right.
How would we both feel if one of us soon were gone?
See, I'm not sure the risk is any longer really worth it.
In the meantime let's just not use the phone.
No more emergency calls.
Please, no more sirens anymore.
Dear sir your fashion, it has the cold heart,
Of a killer.
Of a killer, no
Of a killer
Of a killer, no no, no-o

So we wait.
We wait.
No control.
No reason.