Backdrifts (Honeymoon Is Over)

We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell we've got nothing more to lose One burst and we will probably crumble We're backdrifting This far but no further I'm hanging off a branch I'm teetering on a breaker Honey sweets so fall asleep I'm backsliding You fell into our arms You fell into our arms We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do All evidence has been buried All tapes have been erased But your footsteps give you away So you're backtracking You fell into our arms You fell into our arms We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do You fell into our You fell into a We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell we've got nothing more to lose One burst and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters