Blood Bank - Kina Grannis

Well, I met you at the blood bank

We were looking at the bags

Wondering 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’s

Even in their plastic little covers?»

And I said I know it well

That secret that you know

But don’t know how to tell

It fucks with your honor

And it teases your head

But you know that it’s good girl

Because it’s 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 know it well

I know it well

And I know it well

I know it well

And I know it well

I know it well

And I know it well

I know it well