I am a savage besmitten with her   The loneliest werewolf, I wander the earth   My words are mistakes and my thoughts are unclean   This cider inside me, it slides like a dream   The moon of her window, it glows evermore   The night wrapped around us, two spoons in a drawer   I miss her dark blankets, I miss her clean sheets   All her Julietting, coquettish and sweet      Make me hold you   But then I'm just a ghost   Air-conditioned love   Is always cold       I enter her room and it smells like before   Like rain and vanilla, she closes the door   The movement, the blurring, the echoing ache   Of slow disappearing and smearing away   But now I'm a thief, I'm a transient freak   A discarded object, I'm hated and weak   She's hollowed my chest and I've haunted her street   That ravenous princess, she's ravaged through me      Make me hold you   But then I'm just a ghost   Air-conditioned love   Is always cold