We could have a baby to keep us awake
Or we could get a radio
Or we could wait for the shaking
Do you hate me for saying so?

There’s a chance that no one would know
There’s a chance that it wouldn’t show
Do you hate me for saying so
Miss Pinched-Fingers/Stuffy-Nose?

You were waiting for my turn
You were waiting for me to learn
Medicine Cabinet Pirate
You were waiting for my luck to run out

I wanna be with you all the time

The engines are whining, drowning us out
Fragrant vibrations
Bolted, leafless ire
Drink up your life but only taste the dying

Pinched-Fingers/Stuffy-nose

I couldn’t have dreamed this alone
I couldn’t have dreamed this wrong, this long

New morning you lazy-eye
Two Romulans over
Cruel laughter when Katie died
Duel over my cold shoulder

Your new math is treason