No Good - Perfume Genius

There’s no genuine

There’s no safe place

For the heart to hang

When the body’s no good

Am I meant to fray the end?

On the outside looking in

All used up

Never used enough

To me love was

Always infinite

Stolen moment

At a time

A feeling only out

For a little while

And then ripped from your arms

Like a child

I carry their names

The secret shapes

And an aching parade

Around my heart

Traced in the park

Now lying in chalk

Where I took his hand in mine

For a little while, everything was alright