Marc-André Bellefleur

Truth is / I prefer your body when it’s cold / So lay still / And please don’t try to hold / My hand / / No one cares that you’re alive / No one knows you’re about to die / Throat in my hands / Fea…

wrong place wrong time / i never learned to lie / i wander through the streets / that my memory keeps / noah knows best / he’ll put us all to rest / skip the lullabies / you were never good at goodbye…

I’m aching ‘til I can’t ache no more / I want to fight but I can’t fight like before / I’m aching ‘til I can’t ache no more / I want to fight but I can’t fight like before / / My whole body’s asking…

And after all that it somehow leads to this, / Through the haze we stumble on missed, / All the fantasies you know we’ll kiss, / All the flowers cut and break the tryst, / The river flows and you know…