A Pit with Spikes

No one’s asking you to stay, ooh baby
No one’s asking you to stay, anymore
No one’s asking you to stay, baby baby, anymore
Nothings blocking the front door, ooh baby
No one’s blocking the front door, in the house
Nothings blocking the front door, baby baby, in this house.
The morning sun really shows your age
It must be hell not to know this pain
Painted lids over glorious eyes
This is well and good but it’s not fine
No one’s asking you to stay, ooh baby
No one’s asking you to stay, anymore
No one’s asking you to stay, baby baby, anymore
No one’s leading you astray, ooh baby
No one’s leading you astray, I promise
No one’s leading you astray, baby baby, I promise
Riping arms beside my chest
We sleep so much but we never rest
I agonize over every word
But what I said isn’t what you heard
I’m not so thick that I can’t be stirred
And I feel like a clumsy teenager at times
Keep on tellin’ you
I’m not forced, I’ll manage
I’m not speaking spanish
A lunkish oaf is all that I’ll ever be
Stop groveling and chewing
Everything we’re doing
All your kind of love is so strange oh oh
A graphic lump rises in my throat
There’s alligators swimming in that mote
A pit with spikes is what I’m bringing you hun
You’re not so deep that you can’t be swung
I’m not that so dull that you can’t be stung
This is well and good but is it fine?