drains

I've been looking all over for you

In all of the drains of the city

I've been looking for words to describe you

I don't even know what you are to me

You're a bright light, a white noise, a long corridor

A red moth in my room, flying at my head

A wise woman at the bar, crying quiet

A gentle riot

But, I only came here to feel my body

I am a ghost, where are my bones

How can you blame me for not being sorry

My birthday card got lost in the post

And it's a bright light, a white noise, a long corridor

A red moth in my room, flying at my head

A wise woman at the bar, crying quiet

A gentle riot

But if you bury yourself, I will dig you out again

That's what lovers do

If you hurt yourself, I will take you under my wing

I am your lover and I'm loving you

If you bury yourself, I will dig you out again

That's what lovers do

If you hurt yourself, I will take you under my wing

I am your lover and I'm loving you

I am your lover

Tryna stay well fed but it's exhausting

When nothing I do is from feeling

I feel like this every weekend

But I'll get over it, I'll get over it

I'm tryna stay well fed but I've been slipping down the drain

And I'm talking to you now, but I don't feel sane

I feel like this every day

But I'll get over it, I'll