[Verse 1] Those radiant blue eyes. Fake eyes, I thought at first. But what do I know. I only know the blue on necks and bodies, the kind that turns green, then yellow after a while. Unnatural colors that seep deeper, tasting like copper and bitter bile, spreading like a veil over everything inside me. Yours looked so calm and clear. (oh oh ohh ohhh) (oh oh oh oh) (oh oh ohh ohhh) [Verse 2] The first time I saw you, you were working at the grocery store. I hated going shopping. Normally the Gargoyle does it when he's at work. But he was home, so she sent me out once more. Even then, it was better than being alone with him. You were restocking shelves. Coffee filters and coffee beans, different brands from top to bottom. (oh oh ohh ohhh) (oh oh oh oh) (oh oh ohh ohhh) [Verse 3] I never could have reached past you to grab the instant coffee that makes up the breath of the Snake. Both hands around the basket, my head slightly tilted, mouth and nose buried in the brown-red scarf I'd had forever. To my right stood the Christmas stollen, and I pretended to look at them. [Verse 4] (oh oh ohh ohhh) (oh oh oh oh) (oh oh ohh ohhh) After emptying the pallet in three minutes, you looked at me, smiled kindly, and apologized for taking so long. You said I could have just "pushed you out of the way." But so deeply kind, without sounding like it came through a mask. A kindness from which even my scarf could not save me. I mumbled something. Fragments of sentences. But my smile was unintentional. My face simply reacted to yours. [Outro] After that, I didn't hate going shopping. Always seeking. But not for items.
