Wedding Gloves (feat. Aidan Moffat) [EP Version]

A melting of morals
A solder of souls
As sexy as lace
But with just as much holes

Doubts were debated
And questions were raised
All the stags and the hens
Were stunned and amazed

The portents and omens
Rang as loud as the bells
With you at the altar
And me in the cells

Are you still breathing?
Are you holding it in?
Was it you I heard sniffing
When you were stooped at the sink?

Are we still breathing?
Are we holding it in?
After all of this swimming
Are we beginning to sink?

The dress will decay
But be in no doubt
You can scrub, you can soak
But you can't wash me out

You can call it perversion
You can call it a kink
But no one can see us
There's no need to think

Are you still breathing? (Are you still breathing?)
Are you holding it in? (Are you holding it in?)
Was it you I heard sniffing (was it you I heard sniffing)
When you were stooped at the sink?

Are we still breathing? (Are we still breathing?)
Are you holding it in? (Are we holding it in?)
After all of this swimming (after all of this swimming)
Are we beginning to sink?

All of these old stains
All of them ours
Anniversary fingerprints
Scattered all through the house

Do you even remember
What we said in the vows?
God was watching on Saturday
But He is not with us now, with us now

Turn away from me, darling
Face to the wall
Turn the big light out
I have locked the front door

Squeeze on the wedding gloves
Your hands to the wall
It's the only posterity
That will crack me at all, crack me at all

Grip me in your wedding glove
Fake silk touched to my face
Tens of years of giddy love
Come rushing back again

Grip me in your wedding glove
Fake silk touched to my face
Tens of years of giddy love
Come rushing back again