The Size of Our Love - Sleater-Kinney

Our love is the size of these tumors inside us Our love is the size of this hospital room, youre my hospital

Groom

Put the ring on my finger, so tight it turns blue

A constant reminder, Ill die in this room if you die in this room

Sit like a watchdog and patiently wait

Listen for footsteps down the hallways, visit beds like theyre

Graves

Days go by so slowly

Nights go by so slowly

In a hospital room

In a box built for two

I fight for air, fight for my own air

Forget all the things I can do alone

I fight for a heart, I fight for a strong heart

I fight to never know this sickness you know

But I know its my own, I gave it a home

Our love is the size of these tumors inside us Our love is the size of this hole in the ground, where my hearts

Buried now.