nothing to do with my mood or anything, but just because...

Jan 19, 2005 02:56

she says it helps with the lights out
her rabid glow is like braille to the night
she swears i'm a slave to the details
but if your life is such a big joke
why should i care?

the clock is set for nine
but you know you're gonna make it eight
so that you two can take some time
teach each other to reciprocate

she feels that my sentimental side
should be held with kid's gloves
but she doesn't know that i left my urge
in the icebox
she swears i'm a prey for the female
well then hook me up and throw me babycakes
'cause i like to get hooked

the clock is set for nine
but you know you're gonna make it eight
all the people that you've loved
they're all bound to leave some keepsakes
i've been swinging all the time
i think it's time to learn your way
i picture you and me together in the jungle
it'll be ok

i'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night
that is supposing that you don't sleep tonight

it's like learning a new language
helps me catch up on my mime
if you don't bring these lonely parts
this could be a good time
it's like learning a new language
you come here to me
we'll collect these lonely parts and set them down
you come here to me

she says brief things
her love's a pony
my love's subliminal
she says brief things
her love's a pony
my love's subliminal
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