From the album Perverts
This is a song about someone who thinks proving she can love correctly will make the thing that destroyed her come back and finish the job. She's waiting for violence to resume and calling that waiting devotion, saying 'I love you' until the words stop meaning comfort and start meaning 'please don't leave me here alive.'
I guess I'll just lie here and wait / Wait for it to come back / Wait for it to love me again
She's horizontal. Not resting, waiting. The verb tense locks her into permanent availability for something that already took what it wanted. Lying down isn't recovery, it's making sure she's in position when it returns.
Do you think you know how to give up? / Do you think you understand what it means to be loved? / You don't, and you never will
She tells someone they will never understand love, then immediately offers hers anyway. The logic is airtight if love means volunteering for something that won't reciprocate. She's not wrong that the listener doesn't understand — she's describing a version of love that requires not understanding it.
When you were young, you said you wished that someone loved you / I do / I do / I do / I do
Four 'I do's for a wish someone made as a child. It reads like wedding vows to a memory, or an answer to a question nobody asked twice. The repetition makes it sound less like reassurance and more like she's trying to make it true by saying it enough times.
It took something from me / Something I can't quite explain
She says she tried so hard to explain it in words, but the song never actually attempts description. Just the claim that explanation happened elsewhere, off-page. What's missing is the gap between 'I tried to explain' and 'maybe it's not meant to be explained' — she skips straight to giving up without showing the effort.
The song ends where it started, still saying 'I love you' to something or someone who isn't there. She's built a structure where love means waiting for harm to return and calling that beautiful. The eighteen final 'I love you's don't sound like comfort. They sound like she's trying to summon it back.