Nothing, Then - Punch Brothers

Nothing nothing then a kiss

In the middle of the street

And I’m loosening my grip

On the throat of a bad dream

Turning gold above your head

A bell to ring me to my knees

Do you darling 'til you’re dead

Or do you darling 'til you’re bored

With this ringing I thee wed

Nothing then a haloed whore

And an angel that she bribed

And a god he’s working for

Come to take me from your side

Where I wake in a cold sweat

Wringing love out of my life

So do you darling 'til you’re dead

Or do you darling 'til you’re bored

With this ring I thee wed