A Tell-Tale Penis
Whoever else I may have been she'd still be going through this now
But all the quiet hours I require still can't show me how
I'm barely living In her halftime show
Keeping warped minutes of her wishes and revisions
And something's knocking 'round in me like a loose nut
The tell-tale penis kick in the gut shot down my strut
The walls are beating
It's my reflection in my desk
It's the alarm clock riding the horizon
Once we spent our afternoons dancing in our living rooms
Now shes giving into her most unlit corners too soon
Love is a lifetime's wide and twisting tapestry
And I'm reborn now without fear as before you ever met me
You can end things with your boyfriend and I'll quit chasing you 'round
But how long will the echo of the tell-tale penis sound?
It's the creak in the floorboards
It's throb is in my head
It's the alarm clock riding the horizon
It's the hand up through the dirt toward the sky after midnight
Buried alive and left for dead
A Tell-Tale Penis Whoever else I may have been she'd still be going through this now But all the quiet hours I require still can't show me how
I'm barely living In her halftime show Keeping warped minutes of her wishes and revisions And something's knocking 'round in me like a loose nut The tell-tale penis kick in the gut shot down my strut
The walls are beating It's my reflection in my desk It's the alarm clock riding the horizon
Once we spent our afternoons dancing in our living rooms Now shes giving into her most unlit corners too soon
Love is a lifetime's wide and twisting tapestry And I'm reborn now without fear as before you ever met me You can end things with your boyfriend and I'll quit chasing you 'round But how long will the echo of the tell-tale penis sound?
It's the creak in the floorboards It's throb is in my head It's the alarm clock riding the horizon
It's the hand up through the dirt toward the sky after midnight Buried alive and left for dead