These gold rings we wear
Were designed
To ward off these old ghosts
When will you leave again
Will you finally do
The darkest things I fear the most
Circle in
Retreat and hold
We're both getting older
Is this what we've settled for
I wake with a start at night
This bed is cold
You're still sleeping on the couch
You never meet my eyes
Never say a word
You ignore the hand I'm holding out
Circle in
Retreat and hold
We're both getting older
Is this what we've settled for
Circle in
Retreat and hold
Repeat this holding pattern
But I can't hold out anymore