New Romancers

Lay your wildness
Where you found it
Drag my body
To the fountain
When I die
Forest fume
You will climb
To somewhere new

Twice a month, I
Let go of doubt and
Past the point
Where the palate
There's no doubt
The way we love
And the sound
Keeps alone

And I won't ever know
Does that make it real
Weight of your trust
Nothing is sealed
I want it too much
Nothing compares
Back of your truck
Wait for you there

Cuz I'm a darling
I'm a cancer
I fucking hate these
New romancers
They never try
And deepfreeze
Slowly rise
Never bleed

And there's no loss in
No one's there baby
There's no light in
No one cares baby
Pull me closer
And my lungs
It did help it
To hang in long

And I won't ever know
Does that make it real
Weight of your trust
Nothing is sealed
I want it too much
Nothing compares
Back of your truck
Wait for you there