You could absolutely break my heart
That’s how I know that we’re in love
I don’t need the symbol of a scar
So put down the knife
We’re not swapping blood

Isn’t it enough
That we stripped down to our skin
Cold and porcelain
Like bathers in a painting
And I told you of your past lives
Every man you’ve ever been
It wasn’t flattering
But you listened like it mattered

I feel crazy in ways I never say
Will you still love me if it turns out I’m insane?
I know what you’ll say
But it helps to hear you say it, anyway

Some October, in the future
I’ll run out of trash TV
And I’ll be feeling lonely
So I’ll walk to karaoke
Sing the song you wrote about me
Never once checking the words
I hope that no one sings along
I hope that I am not a regular

Damn, that makes me sad
It doesn’t have to be like that
If you rewrite your life, may I still play a part?

In the next one, will you find me?
I’ll be the boy with the pink carnation pinned to my lapel
Who looks like hell and asks for help
And if you do, I’ll know it’s you

I can’t imagine you without
The same smile in your eyes
There is something about you
That I will always recognize
And if you don’t remember
I will try to remind you
Of the hummingbirds
You know the ones
And the baby scorpion
And the winter lunar halo
And the walk we took in the Redwoods
I could go on and on and on and I will
Go on and on and on until
It all comes back