The winter burned a map
On your face that night
We played tick tack toe
Through the gaps in your fishnet tights
Walked the two mile
Stretch to home from Allston
We left every party Feeling haunted
Matthew, you ran right into the river
Cut your feet cuz you'd thrown off your shoes
Standing in the bath, we washed like sinners
And onyx blood ran over your tattoo
I'm writing from New Jersey
It's not as bad as everybody says
I whispered, but you heard me
Careful chaos, I will love you till I'm dead
Call me on the phone when you get lonely
You know I miss the humming of your voice
Give me one good reason and I'm coming
Tell me more about your family in Detroit
I've never been one for veneration
But standing on the street with you I might
Say a couple prayers to something sacred
Cuz I can't look at you for fear of going blind
I'm writing from New Jersey
It's not as bad as everybody says
I whispered, but you heard me
Careful chaos, I will love you till I'm dead
I'm writing from New Jersey
All the summers I spent locked inside my room
And I whispered but you heard me
Careful chaos, ain't a thing I wouldn't do