Or the stamina to last one night
And then he blows me away
I hate clever sons of bitches
That's the way the cookie bounces in spite of me
Super real fantasy that infuriating vanishing twin
I'm thinking feigning interest, badly like a liar
And then all I want is a room and you
The urban hillside glinting copper in the morning
Your platitudes and berserk theories
Your reputation lives in spite of me
With color mad candy mouth, you
He has metal bones and a wild eyed stare
A broken spell, alive and well