Текст песни Here comes the nosebleed

We were, I know we were just kids But I still miss the things we shared The pain was unheard, an anonymous word Our teenage skin free from all sins You smelled like a garden in spring rain You smelled like nothing have ever smelled again On the beach the last day of the year Dressed in fake fur Here comes the nosebleed, the sensation of fear And along with all the red comes the tears We said 'love it's easy, it's sharing and give And take and passion and flesh and blood' Your skin in the sun, my hands on your skin The last glimpse of joy