my internal monologue misspoke today, saying "burning the end on both candles" in reference to drinking iced coffee every day the last two weeks. that phrase would actually be a good metaphor for having two angry lovers, for a 'tongue-in-cheek rap or pop' value of good. my internal monologue in fact immediately repeated it in a raspy sing-song voice with the pronounciation "fo weeks nao a been burnin' me end on bof can-dles".