in my sleep I found love not a thing like what I thought I'd felt before
and the shape of my love was so much like what I'd thought I'd seen in yours
and the patterns and the cycles of fear they all dissolved
you were there lacking flaws cause I'd built you of the best of those I'd kissed before
and your face wasn't your I could not have remembered it well enough
and my anger and my past and what makes me insecure was nothing at all
didn't notice the ghosts in my bed
whispering names in my ears as I slept
I woke up to the feeling of blood rushing through me
woke up to convince myself it meant nothing to me
oh no
and the shape of my love was so much like what I'd thought I'd seen in yours
and the patterns and the cycles of fear they all dissolved
you were there lacking flaws cause I'd built you of the best of those I'd kissed before
and your face wasn't your I could not have remembered it well enough
and my anger and my past and what makes me insecure was nothing at all
didn't notice the ghosts in my bed
whispering names in my ears as I slept
I woke up to the feeling of blood rushing through me
woke up to convince myself it meant nothing to me
oh no