I wear my bowtie to bed
Because I'm waiting for the gorgeous young man
Hiding in the spaces
That darkness hides gorgeous young men
Everything is falling apart, yes, I am
Watching me watch birds watch people
If we are only waiting here to die
At least let me put my arms around you
Why try to keep it from myself
When it feels so good to sing about love?
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