I used to think I was scared of you leaving me
Now i'm afraid you'll die here
Stuck in the city, arms wider than buildings
You're grounded out of fear
And I'm in the north still looking for my body
Knowing I'll probably die here
I have found fire, still looking for snow
Always hoped that the end would be quieter
I think I used to believe in God
Though I tried not to get my hopes up
I think he died last year
Now I think we're alone here
I never believed in praying for nothing
Now I pray all the time out of fear
Call me a nihilist, I think I'm just tired
Of what happens when all your friends are queer