Phantom Throb

Our parties had dissolved into acrimony
The army was a fever
I'm at the bitch end of a mile-long tunnel made of
PVC tubing

Hold on I can hear the blades spinning faster
Hold on I can see the waves getting taller
Keep it the fuck down would you, I got my boss on speaker
My boss'll fuckin kill me
No one will ever see me

Sinning in
The linens at
The Hyatt sick
With guilt, on pot

In single vision
I'm reliving
Your departure
Stop

Order dinner
From a number
On a hotel key card

You call
All arch
Me parched
Still hard
Hurt heart
And so far from slumber

In the beginning
It was exciting
But It was already winter

We went out on a lark
To an outcome unintended
Remember?
Now we've gone out
Like a fire untended

The wailing wall
The night in jail
The ultrasound

All my weight. All my arms

The landing pad
The hacked off arc
The phantom throb

The pin I put you on

The fancy spread
The actress packed
The lactic acid

Under mine you were gone

All my will could never solve you
All my wind could never stall you
All my will could never solve you
All your wings
All your wings

My spells, my wand
The pillar I put you on
Under the veil you were gone

All my will could never solve you
All my wind could never stall you
All my will could never solve you
All your wings
All your wings