a starlit night a darkened door 
desire that is only as old as a four day week
and pressed against the golden grain
they're not feeling lonely 
and not feeling moved to speak

the unmade bed could clear their heads of rattles and tone
the sweetest kiss this latest one goes straight to the bone

they likely know [bad word]  [bad word] and it goes
but it's better than sleeping alone

another sun a smoking gun and hands that are slowly
making the rounds on a scar
the nervous laugh and undertones of two who are only
remembering where they are
will it stick or be unstuck by battles and voices
old conclusions often fall for too many choices

they likely know [bad word]  [bad word] and it goes
but it's better than sleeping alone
 [bad word]