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