[Verse 1] White hands Ink on them Smudged from the letters I wrote in the dark You said War first Then us I kissed the armor Ignored the rust [Chorus] I am Desdemona Speaking to a storm Loving you louder Than the warning horns I am Desdemona Soft throat Sharp truth Holding up a mirror You mistake for proof [Verse 2] You wake Already armed Eyes like a trial Searching my face I bring Stories of home You bring a question Sharp as a blade [Chorus] I am Desdemona Speaking to a storm Loving you louder Than the warning horns I am Desdemona Soft throat Sharp truth Holding up a mirror You mistake for proof [Bridge] If love Were a simple thing Why do I choke On my own good name? (oh) If you Could see me clear You’d hear “forever” Not “beware” [Chorus] I am Desdemona Speaking to a storm Loving you louder Than the warning horns I am Desdemona Last breath Last room Woman in a story You decided was doom
