Velvet is the jacket that you left

Hanging by the corner of my bed

But you’ll be back for it tomorrow

You only want me

When you’re taking off my dress

Never ever getting any rest

When my head falls upon your pillow

What do you feel when you pull me close?

Love, rage, or both?

Quiet is the fury when it grows

Sweet loathing, sweet loathing

There are days that I almost forget

Just how long I’ve been holding my breath

Until you go out of focus

Now my point of view’s delicate

Somewhere in between carе and contempt

But I’m not sure you’ll evеr notice

What do you feel when you pull me close?

Love, rage, or both?

Quiet is the fury when it grows

Sweet loathing, sweet loathing

Caught in the eye, but

The storm doesn’t pass

Years in the making, one thread to unravel

You’re damned if you do, lost if you can’t

My world’s a tempest

Of rupture and romance

What do you feel when you pull me close?

Love, rage, or both?

Quiet is the fury when it grows

Sweet loathing, sweet loathing

Sweet loathing, sweet loathing