i remember you 
do you remember me 
there's no way to the heart better than awkwardly 
in canada on new year's eve 
you said you'd never seen someone bleed like i bleed 
perhaps i was on 

the shaking hands 
the hands we'll shake 
there's nothing that we've done you could call a mistake 
we wore ourselves into the ground 
the humming of the traffic on st. catherine's 
breaks the slow fall down 

the truth is behind the hotel 
the body's underneath the maple tree 
the leaves turned red when you killed me 
startled by the saint's river 
i won't reduce the complications to the warmer nights 
when i did not know you 

the truth is under the water 
finally silent i could hear you speak 
about the leaves and killing me 
shaken by the saint's river 
there's nothing that we've done that could be wrong 
it's the only way we'll ever understand