If you were here beside me instead of in New York
If the curve of you was curved on me
I’d tell you that I loved you before I ever knew you
'Cause I loved the simple thought of you
If our hearts are never broken and there’s no joy in the mending
There’s so much this hurt can teach us both
There’s distance and there’s silence, your words have never left me
They’re the prayer that I say every day [bad word] on [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
Come [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
Come [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
Come [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
The lone neon nights and the ache of the ocean
And the fire that was starting to spark
I miss it all, from the love to the lightning
And the lack of it snaps me in two

If you were here beside me instead of in New York
In the arms you said you'd never leave
I'd tell you that it's simple and it was only ever thus
There is nowhere else that I belong [bad word] on [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
Come [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
Come [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
Come [bad word] out [bad word] here [bad word] here
The lone neon nights and the ache of the ocean
And the fire that was starting to spark
I miss it all from the love to the lightning
And the lack of it snaps me in two

Just give me a sign, there’s an end and not beginning
To the quiet chaos driving me mad
The lone neon nights and the walls of the ocean
And the fire that is starting to go out