Favorite Clothes - Swordfish

Blow out the candles and turn on the lights

I don’t think that we can synthesize

Until you’re as empty as I feel on the inside

But I’ve been there before I know how it goes

There is distress in your voice intonations on phones

And you start wearing holes through your favorite clothes

They’re familiar, they smell like, not being alone

And I haven’t clipped my nails so the first thing you’ll feel is sharp

And while we’re dancing in the shadows

Embrace my fear of the dark

Cause there’s these things that you do and the things that you say

And the way that you feel and you make me okay

And I know that I can’t be dependent on you

Cause one day you’ll be gone and I won’t know what to do

And every time I digress I put myself in a place

And if I stay there too long I can’t remember your face

The colors, the contours, the flush of your cheeks

The way that I slept and the grinding of teeth