Love you right
Can't stop the hours from bleeding
These days dry
They're boxing us up
Stackin' the cinder higher
On the February Sun

I can be a ruiner
Of the deepest dye
Rubbing out all of the good
With an impartial swipe
Should tomorrow win?
I will
Love you right
I-I-I-I

Raced you to bed
We lie down in rigid shapes again
Defect to the dark again
When I'm not showing up
Well, I can't stop the demons from yelling
"When everything is fine, everything is finite"

I can be a ruiner
Of the deepest dye
Rubbing out all of the good
With an impartial swipe
Should tomorrow win?
And I learn to pick again
So I won't be a ruiner
You see

I'll love you right
I'll love you right
(I'm not showing up like I wanted to
My only thought was to be good to you
Better still, I know when everything is finite then I will)

Defecting down to the dark
Too subtle for in between
And for the light of you
Better still, we know ever-
Thing is still in the meadow
Better still, better still