The nights are just turning my stomach upside down...
Cold Love
At times I'll give up some analytical tease,
At times I'll just give up a theoretical sneeze,
And wipe the nasty mucous all over my sleeves,
And whisper,"Isn't this the cutest thing you see?"
And you'd laugh on my behalf.
I'd conjure up another one of mystical spells,
And make you feel as though you're suddenly well,
And then I'd take some time to mix up some tea,
And whisper,"Ain't I the sexiest man that you see?"
And you'd smile just for a while.
These days the nights are turning my insides down,
And the cold winter outside is just loitering around,
And then I'd take a sneeze and make up some tea,
Wipe my sleeve and ask,"What? What is it that you see?"
And give me a kiss for the bliss.
It's a like six and i'm awake again. Working at work and doing things like a man. I'm holding on to some extraordinary dream. And working for things that in the dream I've seen. I hold on to some lasting remarks. I tread onto goals that seem so far. It's another dreary wednesday in hell. But I'm sure that I'm going to get through this day well.
Wednesday. I'm tempted. Yes I'm going to do it! Live another day.
At times I'll give up some analytical tease,
At times I'll just give up a theoretical sneeze,
And wipe the nasty mucous all over my sleeves,
And whisper,"Isn't this the cutest thing you see?"
And you'd laugh on my behalf.
I'd conjure up another one of mystical spells,
And make you feel as though you're suddenly well,
And then I'd take some time to mix up some tea,
And whisper,"Ain't I the sexiest man that you see?"
And you'd smile just for a while.
These days the nights are turning my insides down,
And the cold winter outside is just loitering around,
And then I'd take a sneeze and make up some tea,
Wipe my sleeve and ask,"What? What is it that you see?"
And give me a kiss for the bliss.
It's a like six and i'm awake again. Working at work and doing things like a man. I'm holding on to some extraordinary dream. And working for things that in the dream I've seen. I hold on to some lasting remarks. I tread onto goals that seem so far. It's another dreary wednesday in hell. But I'm sure that I'm going to get through this day well.
Wednesday. I'm tempted. Yes I'm going to do it! Live another day.