I'll love you right Can't stop the hours from bleeding These days dry They're boxing us up Stackin' the cinder higher On the February sun I can be a ruiner Of the deepest dye Rubbing out all of the good With an impartial swipe Should tomorrow win? I will Love you right Raced you to bed We lie down in rigid shapes again Defect to the dark again When I'm not showing up Well, I can't stop the demons from yelling "When everything is fine, everything is finite" I can be a ruiner Of the deepest dye Rubbing out all of the good With an impartial swipe Should tomorrow win? And I learn to pick again See, I won't be a ruiner You'll see I'll love you right I'll love you right (My only thought was to be good to you) Defecting down to the dark Too subtle for in between And for the light of you Better still, we know every Thing is still in the meadow Better still, better still