RE:

Nothing can revive in me
What it's like
To share the present tense
With you
Oh my love, too late
I can't sleep
Put the phone to your chest and
Let me hear your heart beat
And let it sing the song where you loved me
A fiction or not let it lull me to sleep

Your love's a four letter lie

Change my heart, and change my
name
Mold my face into a pretty shape
I have become everything that I hate
Cause I'm nothing you want

Oh, your love's a four letter lie

Those cigarettes don't suit you,
Does their smoke fill the gaps in your heart?

Oh, your love's a four letter lie.