"Love, Like A Sore Throat (January Demo)" lyrics

Love: what a gentle drug
Tugs the body, cling to familiars
Pull, no push

Love: haunting like the moon
You strummed my guitar 'till the strings fell out of tune
And every time I play it sounds like you

Every minute I'm away from you it gets
Easier, oh so easier

Love: a worn-down torn-up glove
Hugs the fingers, at least where it can
Warm, not hot

Hope: a pill stuck in my throat
Fear of the toke, my type of hope loves to be known
So stubborn I think I'll choke

Every minute I'm away from you it gets
Easier, oh so easier
And I mourn the mourning as it goes 'cause
Momma raised no quitter
Let it be easier, please just be easier