Magdalena

Magdalena your voice launches ships
And they pass in the night
One shot, then everything slips
And I've been up and down the halls of your skull
Scratching my name on the walls
Your silence is the perfect crime

Back to your sin and your smile and your backhanded sobriquet
It took me a while to feel like feeling good again
This house has a hold on me, stubborn and intimate
It took me a while to feel like coming home again

Magdalena your flowers still bloom
In the underground garden you've tempted me to
Of course you mean well
That's the crux of this hell
Trimming my words for you
I've given up too much

To your sin and your smile and your backhanded sobriquet
It took me a while to feel like feeling good again
This house has a hold on me, stubborn and intimate
It took me a while to feel like coming home

So you've called me again with your two-faced apologies
Honestly never believed that this cut would be clean
Tearing myself off our trophies
They look the same, they look better that way
And I'm sure you'd have the words for this--you always did
Inarticulation testing your patience
It was your way or waiting in silence
So here I am quiet
Waiting on your cue
And the version of myself that you loved best
I already left
Why am I hanging around for its second death
Rain on the roof
You can hear it in take two
One two three one two three

Back to your sin (Magdalena your voice launches ships and they pass in the night)
Back to your smile (Magdalena your voice launches ships and they pass in the night)
Back to your sin (Magdalena your voice launches ships and they pass)
Back to your smile (Magdalena your voice)
Back to your sin (Magdalena your voice)
Back to your smile