I hear the drum of a desperate moth Caught in the screen and glass The streetlights reach in through the curtain cloth Stretching the shadows cast

We pick ourselves from the city’s teeth Throw some worn-out record on And each of our breaths is deafening In the silence between each song

Honey, don’t love me please I’m not the man I thought I’d be

You say “Sometimes it’s like I’m a guest ‘In hell everything is fine’” And the words are like stones through a hornet’s nest “There’s worse things to lose than time”

Honey, don’t: Love me please I’m not the man that I wanna be

Oh, and days burn down A pile of ashes On the ground And seasons that we Wait it out Go passing in a breeze Days burn down And all the time you Swore wont count It passes in a Breeze and now It’s you and i alone

You say “I’d murder the fuckers I’d wring all their god-damned throats We’ll never find cover But the demons aren’t yours alone”

No, no, no, no No, no, no, mmm

So let ‘em out, Let ‘em out on me Let ‘em out”

Another night in our pleasant hell A swarm starts rising from my chest