Bad Lovers
GRETA SCHENK, KARI JAHNSEN
Now we’re walking on the moon
You and I
You told me, it’s the last goodbye
Then you turned around and held my hand
Then we were one again
Looking through black glass
All layers of the flood
Too tight
How did we end here?
Deviously appear
At night
Nobody warned us
Need Someone to trust
Endlessly
Are we all bad lovers?
Feels like gravity
Don’t leave