Ember

Oh!
I don’t think that I can wait ’til December
My heart is an ember
And you are the flame!

Oh!
I don’t think that we can weather the weather
But whether it’s better
Or whether it’s lame

I will be by your side pretending I
Am a romantic ghost or Russian spy
Finding out that there’s no kind of love that’s free
Stay tuned for our latest debauchery

Oh!
I don’t think that I can wait ’til December
I’ll always remember
Your smell and your name

Oh!
I don’t think that hearts are meant to be broken
But memories are tokens
Of things that remain

Oh!
I don’t think that I’ve become a pretender
But maybe I’ll send her
A token of pain

You have been by my side pretending I
Was your docile dog or parasite?
Frequent flip flops made me wanna flee
Tune in for the sounds of my misery

Oh!
I don’t think that I can wait ’til December
Let’s go on a bender
And bend ’til we break

Oh
I don’t think that I can go one more lone year
So throw me a bone here
And vary my days

Well
Maybe this is why my dreams have been carried
By sweet lies that I’ve buried
Far under my gaze