Sick as dogs
As if we're in love
But we're just in lust
In a fog
Clawing at graves
And panting at dust
And you don't want the ground beneath you
But I shouldn't let you take it from me, too
Dear ol' pa
Set us both up
For romantic trysts
And dear ol' ma
Taught us
There's nothing more
To love than this
And you still think that that's true
But I haven't given in like our moms do
But even so
Would you hold me close
'Til this fever breaks
But even so
Would you hold me close
'Til this fever breaks
