Hello love it's London calling Wave the white hanky, a breath for the belly Keep on hoping for blood in the morning Nothing's right, everything's hurting Everything's hurting Goodbye love my lids are falling Sleep with thoughts upon your middle Made and done with, buried or cradled Two on the breast or you on the table You on the table You on the table Sadness grows, sadness stains, Tears flow again and again Sadness grows, sadness stains, Tears flow, again and again Catch me love, the world is falling We'll ignore the rabble calling Don't let them try and hurt you Twist our pain into an issue Into an issue Sadness grows, sadness stains, Tears flow again and again Sadness grows, sadness stains, Tears flow, again and again and again When everything's hurting Hello love it's me Some things aren't worth worrying Hello love it's me, some things are worth burying, hey yeah