White wine in the evenin'
Bright lights on the ceilin'
Wild eyes, with a meanin'
Nighttime, heavy breathin'
Gettin' fucked up for the feelin'
And a phobia of dreamin'
The space between the seasons
A prettier face than I believed in
Seein' the stages of your grievin'
All of these moments you left with me
I can't move on the way you do
Can't quite lose the things that make me think of you
Needles and a razor
Faith in euthanasia (ooh)
Suicide as a savior
Crucified as a martyr with a stranger for a father
And the guilt he left to harbour
The way that it feels the mornin' after
(The way it feels, the way it feels)
The eye of a natural disaster
The layer of shame behind your laughter
All of these moments you left with me
I can't move on the way you do
Can't quite lose the things that make me think of you
I can't move on the way you do
(I don't wanna stay, but I)
Can't quite lose the things that make me think of you
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