Eddie Era - The Intercross Lyrics

Cuddling in hospital beds
The screaming is coming from outside the window
Not knowing where to call my home
And losing at games on your cousin's iPhone
I'm moving next week but we hardly speak
So I doubt you even care

At the intercross
Of love and loss
You'll find me there
Waiting out my golden years
At the intercross
Of love and loss
We made it clean
At such a cost

Oatmilk in your morning tea
Two seats at a cafe full of cats
Crying at cartoons on the TV
And keeping you awake with incessant panic attacks
I didn't treat you right but you were full of spite
And neither one of us was fair

At the intercross
Of love and loss
You'll find me there
Waiting out my golden years
At the intercross
Of love and loss
We made it clean
At such a cost

We made our bed now we lie in it
We made our bed now we lie in it
We made our bed now we lie in it
A bed of roses
A bed of roses

At the intercross
Of love and loss
You'll find me there
Waiting out my golden years
At the intercross
Of love and loss
We made it clean
At such a cost

At the intercross
Of love and loss
You'll find me there
Waiting out my golden years
At the intercross
Of love and loss
We made it clean
At such a cost