I fall every time she calls into an early grave that's growing in the room
with lips like ribbons on a gift man I finally got laid by someone who is just like me
so lets go park and make out in the dark in a space so small we can hardly move at all
her hair gets crazy in the light man it stretches through the night to lead me to my home
like vine it beckons as it climbs and from her head it pours
and rests upon her chest growing delicate and bored enough
she's sleepy on the floor with lashes so long that they're barely hanging on
so lets go park and make out in the dark in a space so small we can hardly move at all
and he errs and I could have shown you everything...