Lilywhite - Wildling

Hold out your hand

Paper thin believer

Whispered my name

Lilywhite, ready to go

Ready to go

Drawn in the sand

Losing all my reasons

She’s on my lips

Lilywhite ready to blow

Ready to blow

And there’s a ghost in my pocket

I can use it on the weekend

Thought I could drop it

But it’s pulling at my loose ends

She’s coming in mixed on the receiver

I lost my nerve

Lilywhite, I let it go, oh

Yeah, I let it go

And there’s a ghost in my pocket

I can use it on the weekend

Thought I could drop it

But it’s pulling at my loose ends

Well there’s a line in my locket

It gets heavy on the deep end

I hate the taste

But I love the way it sinks in

I wish you had told me

I wish you had told me

I wish you had told me

I wish you had told me, told me, oh

And there’s a ghost in my pocket

I can use it on the weekend

Thought I could drop it

But it’s pulling at my loose ends

Well, there’s a line in my locket

It gets heavy on the deep end

I hate the taste

But I love the way it sinks in

Hold out your hand

Paper thin believer

Whispered my name,

Lilywhite ready to go