Strange like skin   That I believe in   It stretches over bone   And smells like honey on the wind   All so strange   I can't remember   Where the heartache ends   And the fever it begins      Scenes of Mary Magdalene   Who shakes her lover's bones   At all the demons in the window   All so strange   The dreams that haunt my bed   The heart-rate swells   And quickens near the end      And then slows down   It slows down   And I lay down   And I wont try to run      Strange like skin   That I believe in   It leaks out of the phone   And spills like honey   From the window   Warm and strange   I can't remember   How the heartbreak mends   When the fever it remains      And I'm so down   So down   So down   And I lay down   And I wont try to run