Inevitably you in blue and me we are young and chlorinated laughing as we flee security this feels safe and free and fated
unaware that there are bones among the weeds lying underneath your posters and dressing in your missing girlfriend’s tees I’m the picture of a poser
but I’m not anybody’s muse of purity and you’re no problem child or cautionary tale and I’m not innocent and you’re not guilty but we’ll both be punished by the howling wind and hail
before this ends the world is not a friend to girls in love and I keep trying to rewind but the world’s not kind to girls in love
they pin our wings and keep us under glass try to understand our beauty say they have to see us after class it’s a privilege and our duty
but they will never know what we possess strange attractors, we are fractal and with Schrodinger’s devotion in my chest I’m a quantum chain reactor
and you’re not venison to be consumed and I am not some armless marble carving to admire and we are not red roses to be cut before we bloom and we are not the virgin victims for their sacrificial fire
to the gods against all odds, we’re girls in love and the storm is on it’s way cause the world’s not made for girls in love
so batten down the hatches, arm the canons, grab your cutlass, set the compass, we are sailing for a future where there’s gentleness and justice you wont have to fight, or pay a price, or pray you gave enough and the lighthouse always shines