A melting of morals, a solder of souls As s**y as lace but with just as much holes Doubts were debated and questions were raised All the stags and the hens were stunned and amazed The portents and omens rang as loud as the bells With you at the altar and me in the cells Are you still breathing? Are you holding it in? Was it you I heard sniffing when you were stooped at the sink? Are we still breathing? Are we holding it in? After all of this swimming, are we beginning to sink? The dress will decay But be handed down You can scrub, you can soak But you can’t wash me out You can call it perversion You can call it a kink But no one can see us There’s no need to think Are you still breathing? Are you holding it in? Was it you I heard sniffing when you were stooped at the sink? Are we still breathing? Are we holding it in? After all of this swimming, are we beginning to sink? All of these old stains All of them ours Anniversary fingerprints scattered all through the house Do you even remember what we said in the vows? God was watching on Saturday But he is not with us now, with us now Turn away from me, darling Face to the wall Turn the big light out, I have locked the front door Squeeze on the wedding gloves, your hands to the wall It’s the only posterity that will crack me at all, crack me at all Grip me in your wedding glove Fake silk touched to my face Tens of years of giddy love come rushing back again Grip me in your wedding glove Fake silk touched to my face Tens of years of giddy love come rushing back again