I'm living in a hole and I want to go deeper I never find gold but other things much sweeter Sweeter than the frosting on the cake Sweeter than beespit
Modestly silencing the treasure beneath the elastic palisade Your body recites a suspicious confidence That pushes me away We're making love like it'
I feel like you've died and I want you back But I know that I will never see you again Walking around trying to keep my mouth shut While the pity piles
How large of a saw was used to cut us apart While our terribly considerate And unblaming mother lies dead with her art Separated but never equaled A
Never point unless it's your thumbs to your chest It's a small frame but someone has to fill it It's a small frame but someone has to fill it Like
He doesn't price his paintings Before the canvas dries His life is living colors like the ones in the sky On the fourth of July You can keep the closet
Last time I saw you, you were bragging about your son Because he's nothing like yourself Unlike you he's not who you see He hides his guilt comfortably
Remember that street we grew up on You'd guide me on the radio flyer Remember pushing the leaves into big piles You'd always jump in first While I got
I get nervous with you My hands forget how to tie shoes You're just pretending to think our emotions are ambiguous So could you admit you missed me I
You're home for the holidays. You said maybe we could spend some time together, to catch up on each other. I don't understand why you won't quit, when
You should've laid the clothes you were to rest in peace with Out for the people doing the burying They're going to spend hours trying to decide what
I haven't seen you cry yet I'm betting a million i won't see it happen I wonder how you hide it We're miles away from each other The telephone's not
My secrets end up on oil canvases In a gallery for everyone to judge When I lost everything you offered Jesus Didn't seem like a fair trade at all I
We don't kiss, we just lay there I got your nose in my hair Hands on my hips and you're wondering: Am i ticklish Yes i'm ticklish everywhere you touched
It's the silence that keeps me quiet But i think that if we talk then we might kiss You always look so shy, and i always lack in confidence I won't have
Pull my belt Lift my shirt Kiss my chest and shove me on to the mattress Hold me close and tight at the waist Press together Melt together Shiver when
I don't want to try to explain my songs Omitting you i get to brood in Diogenes tub If it was something i wanted to tell you I would have already done
I'm miserable with you, I'm more miserable without you. I'll stay its length away [x3]. I miss you. [x2] You know that I miss you. I spend more time
