All the Things We Do

Do you still love me?
Is our love diseased?
I infected you in all the things we do
You comfort me, so violently
You’re holding on too long
As I wait for it to move me
All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected
All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected
But this modern disease, it keeps us going on
And on, and on, and on
And on, and on
My tragic breaths you never hear
They go falling on their own
There’s no place for them to go
Your tender grasp leaves me with false hope
I never really know, so I wait for it to move me
All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected
All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected
But this modern disease, it keeps us going on
And on, and on, and on
And on, and on
When I make the call
Will you be there to save me?
Whoah-oh, whoah-oh
When I make the call
Will you be there to save me?
Whoah-oh, whoah-oh
All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected
All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected
But this modern disease, it keeps us going on
And on, and on, and on
And on, and on
This modern disease, it keeps us going on
And on, and on, and on
And on, and on