It’s a new list of lonely
Mourning you
Destitute
Still can't get up
Stuck in the ceiling
I feel so fucked
At least I’m feeling

What I would do
To feel your touch
I wish you knew
The depth of what it was
The only thing I’ve ever loved
Is left to gather dust
I wish you knew
I keep you in my blood

It’s a new slight of spirit
When I speak to you
Do you hear it?
Still can’t get up
Stuck in the ceiling
I feel so fucked
At least I’m feeling

What I would do
To feel your touch
I wish you knew
The depth of what it was
The only thing I’ve ever loved
Is left to gather dust
I wish you knew
I keep you in my blood

I keep you in my blood