We could have a baby
To keep us awake
We could get a radio
We could wait for the shaking
Do you hate me for saying so?
There’s a chance but no one will know
There’s a chance that it wouldn’t show
Pinched fingers, stuffy nose
You were waiting for my turn
You were waiting for me to learn
Medicine cabinet pirate, you were waiting for my luck to run out
I wanna be with you all the time
Medicine cabinet pirate, you were waiting for my luck to run out
The engines are whining
The drowning has stopped
Flagrant vibrations bolting beneath the sun
Drink up your life, but only taste the dying
Pinched fingers, stuffy nose
You were waiting for my turn
You were waiting for me to learn
Medicine cabinet pirate, you were waiting for my luck to run out
I wanna be with you all the time
I couldn’t have dreamed this alone
I couldn’t have dreamed this wrong
Your new math is treason