Forever be sad and lonely
Forever never be the same
Oh I close my eyes and wait for a sign
Am I just waiting in vain?
The Antlers- Two.
There’s two people living in one small room
From your two half-families tearing at you
Two ways to tell the story (no one worries)
Two silver rings on our fingers in a hurry
Two people talking inside your brain
Two people believing that I’m the one to blame
Two different voices coming out of your mouth
While I’m too cold to care and too sick to shout