I’ll be the chimney outside smoking like a guy, You’ll be the fish in the well drinking like a girl I know you’re sharing a bed but are we sharing a brain How many secret trapdoors has she found on your climbing frame torso Is it the same, why is it that you’re so easy to sway.
Your hole is my hole, Accusations aside I’m not trespassing. My hole is your hole, I’ve got wings on my feet taking me to your street.
You are a woman of class boy on each arm, Trapped between two sheet of glass that’s all we are. How is it double glazing would punish you for your sins? You say I’m born in a barn well at least all my doors are open And if all else fails… Have I disappeared? I’m under you nails.
Your hole is my hole Accusations aside I’m not trespassing My hole is your hole I’ve got wings on my feet taking me to your street.
I’ll be the chimney outside smoking like a guy, You’ll be the fish in the well drinking like a girl I know we are sharing a bed but are you sharing a brain How many secret trapdoors has he found on your climbing frame torso Is it the same? Are you loving him more so? I’m just saying…
Your hole is my hole Accusations aside I’m not trespassing My hole is your hole I’ve got wings on my feet taking you to my street.