Snow on Dead Neighborhoods Lyrics

Snow on Dead Neighbourhoods
Electric President S/T (2006)
Pluck all the wires from your skin, and toss them to the wind.
Open your chest and let me in. Ill help you mend.
While you carve our names in the ice on the sidewalk,
And I do the same on the face of a cinderblock.
Thousands of houses hug this road, but no ones home.
All the picket fences look like bones, cause nothing grows.
Snow covers everything in sight a ghostly white.
Under that blanket theres no life, just blinking lights.
And we peer through the glass of those empty households.
The T Vs are all still on. Theyre flashing images against the walls