You’re so sweet
your smile
your magazine and
your bones
you’re on fire
you move me
like music
with your style
Let me think
about girls
and money
and new clothes
thirty nights of violence
and sugar to love
Come here, come here
closer to the lung so
i can, i can
shove her over railing
You’re sweet, but i’m tired
of proving this love
you’re a bore
but you move me
like a movie
that you are
Let me think
(think about what?)
about girls
(and what else)
and money
and new clothes
(and what do it get?)
thirty nights (uhh-huhh) of violence (yeah)
and sugar to love
Come here, come here
closer to the lung so
i can, i can
shove her over railing