Holy Water

Valentine! Don't lose your stride, you got me good
The way you tap dance through my daydreams makes
My heart skip more beats than it should
When will I finally shake it? I can't take it anymore
I'm either waking up to more shit luck or sleeping in on 
the kitchen floor

The things you do that made me fall for you still kinda 
freak me out
Like when you found the trap door in my naval
And watched the blood start pouring out my mouth
You're my fitted casket, and I wish I could tell you what I
 once had said before
That I'd climb a mountain just the shout with both my arms 
out and proclaim

Feel like that poet we saw swеating at the center of thе 
stage
Clearly questioning perpetually if they should tear or turn
 the page
And I'm not saying that it's working, I've just noticed 
some new trends
I made like six bucks doing bar tricks in a basement with 
my friends
And I don't have to say a prayer if you're there holding 
back my hair
Because the spit inside your kisses feels like holy water 
in excess
I can't protest coincidence, but I sense that there's more 
to fear
Beneath these sorry situations, our fates our subtly 
revealed
And I'm sorry that I had to be the one to let you hear that
 I'm still here