Just A Lover

Love is not a friend, it’s not a brother
Love is not a Wendy-Moira-mother
Love has turned me into many others, now I guess I’m just
Just a lover
Once upon a time, when we were school kids
Mix CDs and carpool kids
No little cameras to witness
Really hope we don’t wreck this
When you coming over?
Just a lover
Space and time, waking hours before I open my eyes
In the morning I feel my heart crack open, one last chorus
Space and time waking hours before I open my eyes
In the morning I feel my heart crack open, one last chorus
I’ll be singing into empty glasses
No more music for the masses
One more hour, one more ugly, stillborn cry
I know exactly what this is
Or whatever it was, or whatever it was