Marble & Moans

Lyrics

[Intro]
Quiet in the gallery.
Not a single crack.

[Verse 1]
You’ve got that model behavior down to an art.
Cold from the collarbone, heavy in the dark.
I put you on a pedestal by the 43rd Street blinds,
Watching the dust settle on your perfect lines.
You never interrupt me, you never lose your cool.
I’m chipping at the surface, playing the devoted fool.

[Chorus]
Oh, we’re a study in marble and moans.
I bring the friction, you stick to your stones.
A flawless figure, completely at rest,
Taking the worship, passing the test.
I love how you let me set the scene—
My silent, stoic, ivory dream.

[Verse 2]
But the light just shifted in the corner of the flat.
I could have sworn your shoulder wasn't tilted quite like that.
Your painted gaze is fixed on the door,
But I swear your chin is higher than it was before.
The quiet gets thick, the temperature drops.
That’s the thing about a masterpiece—it never really talks.

[Chorus]
Oh, we’re a study in marble and moans.
I bring the friction, you stick to your stones.
A flawless figure, completely at rest,
Taking the worship, passing the test.
I love how you let me set the scene—
My silent, stoic... waiting machine.

[Bridge]
There’s a thrill in the chill of a lover who stays,
Trapped in the amber of my endless praise.
But the hair on my arms is starting to rise.
There's a terrible judgment in those unblinking eyes.
I wanted you breathless, I wanted you tame.
But who is the one being held captive by the quiet?

[Outro]
You're so terribly still.
Don't move.
Please, don't move.
I'm begging you, hold your pose.
The silence is sweet right up until it knows.