Blood Bank - Architects

Well, I met you at the blood bank, we were looking at the bags

Wondering if any of the colours matched any of the names we knew on the tags

You said: «See, look, that’s yours, stacked on top with your brother’s

See how they resemble one another even in their plastic little covers»

And I said I know it well

That secret that you knew, but don’t know how to tell

It fucks with your honour, and it teases your head

But you know that it’s good, girl 'cause it’s running you with red

Then the snow started falling, we were stuck out in your car

You were rubbing both of my hands, chewing on a candy bar

You said: «Ain't this just like the present to be showing up like this?»

As a moon waned to crescent, we started to kiss

And I said I know it well

That secret that we know, that we don’t know how to tell

I’m in love with your honour, I’m in love with your cheeks

What’s that noise up the stairs, babe?

Is that Christmas morning creaks?

And I know it well

And I know it well

And I know it well

And I know it well

And I know it well

And I know it well

And I know it well

And I know it well

And I, I know it well

And I, I know it well

And I, I know it well

And I, I know it well, I know it well

And I, I know it well