"Blood Bank" lyrics

"Blood Bank"
(originally by Bon Iver)

Well I met you at the blood bank
We were looking at the bags
Seeing if any of the colors
Matched any of the names we knew on the tags

You said "see look that's yours!
Stacked on top with your brother's
See how they resemble one another
Even in their plastic little covers"

I said I know it well

That secret that you knew
You don't know how to tell
I'm in love with your honor
And it teases your head
But you know that its good girl
'Cause its running you with red

Then the snow started falling
We were stuck out in your car
You were rubbing both of my hands
Chewing on a candy bar

You said "Ain't this just like the present
To be showing up like this"
AS a moon waned to crescent
We started to kiss

And I said I know it well

That secret that we know
That we don't know how to tell
I'm in love with your honor
I'm in love with your cheeks
What's that noise up the stairs babe?
Is that Christmas morning creaks?

And I said I know it well
I know it well
And I know it well
I know it well
And I
I know it well


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