The Loves · Track 18 · middle
The Third Drawer (Queerplatonic Love)
THE SPARK
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Lyrics
[Verse 1] You're my emergency contact and my Thursday You're the person I call when the faucet breaks at two We share a lease and a library card and a doctor And the form that asks relationship says what do I put for you I tried friend and it was too small I tried partner and it wore the wrong coat You're the person listed on my living will You're the name in ink beside the part they wrote [Chorus] We built a third drawer for the thing we are It doesn't match the other furniture at all People keep trying to file us somewhere familiar And we keep politely falling off the wall [Verse 2] You cut my hair on the first of every month I drive your mother to her Tuesday thing We split the rent and the electric and the silence And the silence is the most expensive offering At parties people do the math behind their eyes Two humans plus a lease minus a bed Equals something they can't categorize So they smile and change the subject to instead [Chorus] We built a third drawer for the thing we are It doesn't match the other furniture at all People keep trying to file us somewhere familiar And we keep politely falling off the wall [Bridge] The limbic system doesn't read your questionnaire Attachment bonds don't check the boxes that you've built We wired our own circuit and it carries Every amp of love without the guilt [Outro] Third drawer Second shelf Right next to the thing That doesn't need a name To hold its weight