My love is sick
It leaks and bleeds
All over me onto my nicest shirt

Vines without roots
Like knives in my body
And I am their puppet
Twisting 'til I hurt

My love is sick
I'm running a fever so high
I peel my skin to breathe

Birds without cages
Find perch on my ribs and I
Stitch myself back up to keep them in

You're an infection
I am keeping
No matter the sepsis
You are staying
I'd rather the wound
Than have you removed
Enough rotting for two
Killing me, keeping me high

My love is sick
It's messy and wrong
But I pray for a bit of contagion

Hands without fingers
Like spoons at the source
Coat evenly
Oh, won't you touch me?

You're an infection
I am keeping
No matter the sepsis
You are staying
I'd rather the wound
Than have you removed
Enough rotting for two
Killing me, keeping me high

(Hold me, Let me go)
You're the cure
You're the curse
You make it better
You make it worse
You're my killer
And my Christ
(But I'm the one twisting the knife)

You're an infection
I am keeping
No matter the sepsis
You are staying
I'd rather the wound
Than have you removed
Enough rotting for two
Killing me, keeping me

You're an infection
I am keeping
No matter the sepsis
You are staying
I'd rather the wound
Than have you removed
Enough rotting for two
Killing me, keeping me high

My love is sick
It's taken me whole
I'm simply a host to a haunting

Ghosts without corpses
Still linger in flesh
Holding on to a love they keep wanting