She says It helps with the lights out
Her rabid glow is like braille to the night.
She swears Im 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 youre 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 gloves
But she doesnt know that I left my urge in the icebox
She swears Im just prey to the female,
Well then hook me up and throw me, baby cakes, cuz I like to get hooked.
The clock is set for nine but you know youre gonna make it eight.
All the people that youve loved theyre all bound to leave some keepsakes.
Ive been swinging all the time, think its time to learn your way.
I picture you and me together in the jungle it will be ok.
Ill bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night
That is supposing you dont sleep tonight
Its like learning a new language
Helps me catch up on my mime
If you dont bring up those lonely parts
This could be a good time
You come here to me.
Well collect those lonely parts and set them down
You come here to me...
She says brief things, her loves a pony
My loves subliminal
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