White wine in the evenin' Bright lights on the scene Wild eyes, with a meanin' Night time, heavy breathin', gettin' fucked up for the feelin' And the phobia of dreamin' The space between the seasons A prettier face than I believed in Seein' the stage, solvin' the grievin' All of these moments you left with me I can't move on the way you do Can't quite lose the things that make me think of you Needles and a razor Faith in euthanasia (Ooh) Suicide as a savior Crucified as a martyr with a stranger for a father And it can't be left to harbour The way that it feels the mornin' after (The way it feels, the way it feels) The eye of a natural disaster The layer of shame behind your laughter All of these moments you left with me I can't move on the way you do Can't quite lose the things that make me think of you I can't move on the way you do I don't wanna stay, but I can't quite lose The things that make me think of you