Love Feels Gone

Your glass on the dresser,

my heart on the floor

We look like lovers,

but I’m not sure (ooh)

She keeps a list of rooms with ocean views Gold on her

wrist, late checkout at noon

She smiles when I say where to stand Like love is a

shape she learned on command

Perfect skin in the blue hotel glow Moving so careful,

moving so slow But nothing arrives where my hands should know

Her friends call for hours from mirrored apartments They laugh about promises

left in the street

Anyone’s door could open by midnight And nobody asks what it means (ahhhh)

Hot nights, no salt in the kiss Close enough,

but empty like this She moves like a prayer with nobody inside

Perfect body, vacant eyes I hold her,

and nothing holds me

Love feels gone from the world we see (ooh)

She bends to the night like it pays in applause Counts every

flash, every bottle, every cause I watch her trying to become my

desire A flawless doll near a cold blue fire Her mouth says

yes with practiced ease But her mind is somewhere I never see

Hot nights, no salt in the kiss Close enough,

but empty like this She moves like a prayer with nobody inside

Perfect body, vacant eyes I hold her,

and nothing holds me

Love feels gone from the world we see (ahhhh)

Maybe

the age made us fluent in wanting But helpless at staying awake

Skin against skin, still stranded Waiting for one honest place (ooh)

Your glass on the dresser,

my heart on the floor We look like lovers,

but I’m not sure Love feels

gone from the world we see