You're at my house, you're in my clothes.
And no one knows, knows
You're in my head like a dumb song
It just goes, goes
You're on my lips, you're on my face
And it shows, shows
I should be happy and I am
I want you close to me
You're like a simile, like, totally
You're like a deep sleep to an insomniac
You're like the ocean floor, vast and cool
You're like a swimming pool
But not as blue, and I fell in
So take my hand, swim around
Kiss me hard, until I drown
I wanna be your shirt
I can hug you while you work
I wanna be your wife
You can beat me every night
You're like a toothpick to teeth, mintiful.
You're like a metaphor for something else.
You're like a teen flick soundtrack.
You're sharper than a ginsu thumbtack, you cut my can.
So say you're mine, I'll give you back.
Take these hands, they'll squeeze back.
I wanna be your shirt,
So I can hug you while you work.
I wanna be your wife,
So you can beat me every night.
I wanna be your girl,
So you can hold me like your girl.
I wanna be your shrink,
So I'll get paid to watch you think.
| 1 | Want |
| 2 | Shirt |
| 3 | Incomplete |
| 4 | Gemini |
| 5 | I Love You So Much It's Killing Us Both |
| 6 | Kiss the Bottle |
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