that's how i knew this story would break my heart

i drew a picture of you

you and your anchor tattoo

and saw the face that i knew

covered in shame

you drew a bird that was here

a kind of sweet chanticleer

but with a terrible fear

that the cage couldn't tame

that's how i knew this story would break my heart

when you wrote it

that's how i knew this story would break my heart

so

like a ghost in the snow

i'm getting ready to go

'cause baby

that's all i know

how to open the door

and though the exit is crude

it saves me coming unglued

for when you're not in the mood

for the gloves and the canvas floor

that's how i knew this story would break my heart

when you wrote it

that's how i knew this story would break my heart

that's how i knew this story would break my heart

when you wrote it

that's how i knew this story would break my heart