Milk an Ending

Don't believe we've met

Boldly, the threat undressed

I wish I lived on your time

I trust your hand intended to touch mine

I loathe nights like this

An embarrassment of dances

Boutique warehouse space

Physique, hair and face

So perfect

The distance between your finger and your ring

I feel you near, I fear you're near leaving

If Papa taught me anything

If Papa taught me anything

It was never to milk an ending

My idea, all mine

You at the end of a bloodline

The underside of all love is rust

As we've discussed

This is my ninth life

I shan't stand by like a half-shut knife

If you can't take this dance

If you won't fake romance, why should I?

The distance between your finger and your ring

I feel you near, I fear you're near leaving

If Papa taught me anything

If Papa taught me anything

It was never to milk an ending