Young Lover - St. Vincent

How long has this been going on?

I found you in the bathtub with your clothing on

Oh, so what?

Your mother did a number

So, I get gloves of rubber to clean up the spill, yeah

No, I, young lover, I’m begging you please to wake up

Young lover, I wish that I was your drug

No, I, young lover, I miss the taste of your tongue

No, I, young lover, I wish love was enough, enough

You say «You got no room to talk, babe»

You’re boozin' on a midday and I don’t see no cake

Oh, but these pills, I can’t even pronounce them

Your thousand watts of light dim then you’re gone again, yeah

No, I, young lover, I’m begging you please to wake up

Young lover, I wish that I was your drug

No, I, young lover, I miss the taste of your tongue

No, I, young lover, I wish love was enough, enough, enough

We were in Paris, the Eiffel was shining

All that I wanted was lying on tiling

I heard the robins and thought they were sirens

Wake up, young lover, I thought you were dyin'

No, I, young lover

No, I, young lover

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No, I, young lover