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Lyrics: Tile-blue room. Phone face-down, still lit. It walked itself across the sink on its little throat of light. I did not open it. I saw enough, two glasses catching window-fire, a sleeve, somebody’s hair gone gold in the dark. I stood there with my hands in soap like I was washing a knife. You always knew where the bruise was warm, how to make it flower again. Go on, go on. Hold her in the doorway light. Go on, go on. Hold her where the hurt can see. I know that smile. I know that shine. You need a warm body when the night has teeth. Let it ache. Let it ache. Let it ache all night. I won’t go small for you. Let it ache. Let it ache. Ah... let it ache. Ah... let it ache. Ah... let it ache. Let it ache all night. Your shape stayed in the room after you didn’t. Water ring in the table grain. Dent in the bed. One fork bent wrong. Flowers in the trash, too late, sweet rot, sweet rot. The house kept learning you by smell, by shadow, by the way I flinched at my own coat on the chair. You called it love when you were cold. You called it fate when you got scared. Go on, go on. Spin her in the kitchen light. Go on, go on. Turn her like a key for the night. I know that look, that borrowed flame. You need a warm body when the walls cave in. Let it ache. Let it ache. Let it ache all night. I won’t go small for you. Let it ache. Let it ache. I thought the wanting would kill me. It didn’t. I thought your voice would live in the pipes, in the vent, in the glass late at night. It didn’t. Morning came with its cold white hand. Touched the window. Touched the floor. Touched my face like a dare. I got up. I wiped the sink. I turned the lock. I turned the lock. She can have your hungry hands, your half-lit vows, your smoke. She can have the doorway light. I will take my name back tonight. Slowly. Thread by thread. Stroke by stroke. Go on, go on. Be beautiful in a borrowed glow. Go on, go on. I can see the pins below. I know the trick. I know the lie. You need a warm body to get you through the night. Let it ache. Let it ache. Let it ache all night. My heart is sore. My back is straight. Let it ache. Let it ache. I’m still here. I’m still here.