Julien Baker
Monogamy
Don't speak too soon
Quit pulling the baby teeth from your jawline
I am language, she is movement

Counting thoughts like beats
In your sister's bedroom, you saw me

Shaking hands [I thought that?]
Learning about your mother and your father
Details in between
Déjà vu, you put your hands on your [red?]
Been here before, you said
And I knew that I found home

(Oh no)
Don't say a word
(Woah no)
Don't say a word
Don't say a word

See you in the evening, and again next week
See you in the morning, in the park beneath the trees
See you in the evening, and again next week
See you in the morning, in the park beneath the trees

(Oh no)
Don't say a word
(Woah no)
Don't say a word
Don't say a word
How long will it take
To count the freckles on your face
Shadows dance but I can't [delight?] your [nape?]