The Size Of Our Love

Sleater-Kinney

Our love is the size of these tumors inside us

Our love is the size of this hospital room, you're my hospital

groom



Put the ring on my finger, so tight it turns blue

A constant reminder, I'll die in this room if you die in this room



Sit like a watchdog and patiently wait

Listen for footsteps down the hallways, visit beds like they're

graves



Days go by so slowly

Nights go by so slowly

In a hospital room

In a box built for two



I fight for air, fight for my own air

forget all the things I can do alone

I fight for a heart, I fight for a strong heart

I fight to never know this sickness you know

But I know it's my own, I gave it a home



Our love is the size of these tumors inside us

Our love is the size of this hole in the ground, where my heart's

buried now.