It’s like diner coffee in a shot class It’s like selling your baby teeth to your wife It’s like a thief running backwards It’s like pouring kerosene on a fire blanket
It’s like lingerie from your sister Like switching perfumes ‘til he remembers It’s like he’s just too damn nice and I don’t like nice
It’s like writing just for the money It’s like getting to the start of your rope It’s like snake tongue-in-cheek
It’s like eggshell rain boots and a sunburn It’s like booming nightlife in the Valley
It’s like all you left is backbone All you left is backbone Armageddon and I’m a-runnin’ All you left of me is backbone