Baby, I swear the chemical rush from the stars in your stare,
Lately ensnares me, you peel back my eyelids and you burn up the air.
Lethargic and bored once again,
Sucked right down into my seat.
Takes half of the day just to scrape,
The ten tons of mud from my feet.
Should hear the desires I expound,
To get out this god-damned ghost town.
But I shut up when you come around.
Paying back the loan on your love,
Takes all of the sweat I produce.
A doorman, and a jewel round your neck,
A blanket and a rack for your shoes.
A tattered man exhausted but trying,
To ask why you're sitting there sighing.
But your tongue's only for kissing and lying.
You took me by surprise,
With the horse hide,
For your insides.
Close ain't enough, you're fusing up my spine in a slump.
Close ain't enough, you're crawling down my arms making bumps.
Close ain't enough, you're making me feel dumb as a stump.
Close ain't enough, my roots are digging deep in the dump.
And here he rests, limp and blue in the top-sold vest.
Hands off the wheel, and the dead tend to look their best.
Oh no, your corpse isn't yours to dress.
Oh no, and she's folding my hands on my chest.
I remember when everyone played in the park,
And love was just locking your eyes.
And just a little bit later when love,
Was a phone call that I'd take outside.
But all of that has spiraled down the drain,
I'm faking it, but darling I pray,
That I'll know which woman to ask for someday.
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