Lyrics to my love song about a love song Magnetic fields inspired

[yousko]

you left me with a million objects one was your plastered hand

now collecting dust in a place you'll never be

im surprised your remands haven't been made on the lot of your romantic hands

you knew i would keep everything for ages

letting them hold together my fucked up artistic notions of romance and beauty

and now since we are single and simply forgotten

not a single object will stand in my way

from breaking free of your long white grasp

besides how beautiful you are

i dressed you up flesh coloured and free

inside my head for ages you were the tragedy in every love song i heard

i made myself sick from the sadness
apparent in every nervous shaking word in those late night calls

but since your a sculptor i can still hold your plastered hand any day i please

but this hands cold and jagged and only conjures sick love songs like these