Serenade - The Naked And Famous

Oh, darling, I don’t think this serenade

Is gonna carry through, is gonna carry through

You’re screaming and you’re fighting with your brain

And the battling war drives you back and forth, driving you insane

You’re crying, you’re crying, you’re crying

Oh, but the salt tastes so divine

This love, this love, this love

Is what I want, is what I want

It’s been a while since she had spoke to you

And she passed some words, but then you passed a fire

Memories flooding back into that part that you want to forget

And you wanna kill, oh, and you wanna kill

You’re crying, you’re crying, you’re crying

Oh, but the salt tastes so divine

This love, this love, this love

Is what I want, is what I want

You drank far too much wine

A dizzy spell to block out all the sunshine

But it didn’t do you justice for the crime of love

No it didn’t do you justice, it didn’t do you justice all for her

Oh, love, listen to me, you got it hard but soon it will be easy

The crime of love was tried but you did not succeed

No, it didn’t do you justice, it didn’t do you any good

It didn’t do you justice, no, it didn’t do you justice all for her