Lyrics:

Looking back through old photographs
It's funny how we used to laugh
Lip synching sighs,
Touched till we were numb inside
Crude animals, heads thrown back

We were two of an unknown kind
But now the thought of you
Makes me break down and cry cry cry

As crying wolves circle round
Our love has reached the final hour
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl

As howling wolves circle round
Our love has reached the final hour
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl

We never thought that things would end like this
As fingers measured mysterious skin
Even tender vessels drift
Breaking against our haunted hips

Shadows that we've hidden from the glare
Shapes too broke up to discern
Match tips lit, ready to crash and burn ...

As crying wolves circle round
Our love has reached the final hour
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl

As howling wolves circle round
Our love has reached the final hour
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl