La Letra Melancólica: «New Song»

And darlin'

Is there a cure for this hunger?

A terrible curse to be under

I'll be sleepin' with that

And it's no small thing

You'll smoke me out in your own ways

And chase me around until mornin'

And follow me back

And, lovely

You're tearin' me down with your cheekbones

They're warm, but they hit me like sharp stones

When you pull away

Now I walk slow

I wander the streets in the morning

I still smell your scent like a warning

When the wind blows

Oh, when the wind blows

So leave me

When you're sleepin' alone in the basement

And my parents are home, but I'm vacant

And I'm watching the news

Because I'm slow now

I'm young but I feel like an old man

The tar in my lungs and these cold hands

They held onto you

No, keep me

Inside of your mind when you're achin'

Lord, 'cause for now, we're mistaken

In thinkin' we fit

But I'll stay steady

But nights are a-blazin' and heavy

Alone in my room and I'm ready

To rest for a while

Oh, to rest for a while

Oh, but I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I don't mind, honey, I don't mind

Oh, but I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I don't mind it

And I don't mind it

I'll wait and I'll listen (I don't mind it)

And see through to the kitchen (I don't mind it)

I'm not taking it back (I don't mind)

Oh, and I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I don't mind it

I-

Oh, honey, I don't mind

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