Hope Youre Not Holy by Chartreuse Lyrics

[Verse 1: Michael Wagstaff & Harriet Wilson]
I hope that you're not holy
And I hope that you bear witness to a man and not a child
I've spent a thousand hours trying to look at you
But turned in to talk to you
And I hope that you're not holy
And I hope that you're not crazy
'Cause I'm pretty sure I am these days
I'm reading into my old ways
And how could you live like that, man?

[Verse 2: Michael Wagstaff]
How can, how can
How can I bottle this feeling?
Save it for later?
And where's my choices?
You know I know
You know that I can't do it
It tears me
It's not wine, grain, or sugar
It's bitter and twisted
Save it for later
It's all in scribbles
How can I? Why should I formulate?