Love is not a friend, it’s not a brother
Love is not a wendy-moira-mother
Love has turned me into many others
Now I guess I’m just…
Just a lover
Once upon a time, when we were school kids
Mix CDs and carpool kids
No little cameras to witness
Really hope we don’t wreck this
When you coming over?
Just a lover
Space and time
Waking hours before I open my eyes
In the morning, I feel my heart crack open
One last chorus
I’m singing into empty glasses
No more music for the masses
One more hour
One more ugly stillborn cry
I know exactly what this is
Or whatever it was