I listen to you snorin'
So I know that you're breathin'
It's never inconvenient
It's a sound I recognise
You're sleeping through the beepin'
Every pulling of the curtain
But I know you hear hummin'
'Cause our noises harmonise
Nihilistic nurse disturbs the pillow, low your head
And mumbles something audible underneath their breath
They say
All love is terminal, we love until we're dead, or
No longer operable, there's no O.R suitable
To make our love extend, but if
Loving you is possible beyond what can be said
Then I have very reason to believe we'll love again
I'm tapping at my wrist watch
You told me it was broken
I'm taking it for granted
I'm winding back the short hand
It's technically the weekend
And now your face is changing
The nurse returns to say my visit has to end
And mumbles something audible underneath their breath
This time its personal, I've something to defend
Our love is surgical, it cuts well past the bon, and these
Pins and needles remind me that I'm home and I am
Under an aesthetic to help soften the blow
Of all the melodrama and the trauma that we've known
They say
All love is terminal, we love until we're dead, or
No longer operable, there's no O.R suitable
To make our love extend
But if
Loving you is possible beyond what can be said
Then I have very reason to believe we'll love again
I have every reason to believe we'll love again
I have every reason to believe we'll love again
I have every reason to believe we'll love again
Our love is surgical, it cuts well past the bone
And these pins and needles remind me that I'm home
And I'm under an aesthetic to help soften the blow
Of all the melodrama and all the trauma
All the melodrama that we've known