Semi-precious, almost flawless Semi-precious, almost flawless I will find you, I will find you Under bridges, where my fear lies In the wreckage, I will catch your eyes In borrowed rooms, by gutter moons I will find you, I will find you Why do the ones who love the most Lose the most, lose the most? Why do the ones who love the most Lose the most, lose the most? Oh my darling, is this the worst part? Where the dream ends and the day won't start? And gravity cannot hold me I will find you, I will find you Why do the ones who love the most Lose the most, lose the most? Why do the ones who love the most Lose the most, lose the most? Semi-precious, almost flawless Every faultline I will cherish I will find you, I will find you