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I apologize for playing with your eyes, but Iâm obsessed with you.
Rolling out of bed is morning in my head, âcause Iâm obsessed with you.
Rose mirages into vases, I donât stand a chance.
Quiet girls with wrist corsages, cordial silence, I canât dance.
Holding breath by graveyards, salt over my shoulder, Iâm obsessed with you.
Rainbow-walking cave-heart never will be bolder, Iâm obsessed with you.
Chickenscratch Rembrandts of your likeness, all this nonsense makes me think.
My insides cry âtry thy finestâ why, then, am I at my brink?
I told Doctor Tillis to prescribe an illness, but he said his schedules filled with
Children who need Prozac, Prilosec and Lo-jack, triple-sec and Lexapro
For second-guesses. Drugs that heal. So we can touch instead of feel.
Oh, I apologize for playing with your eyes, but Iâm obsessed with you.
Bite your tongue and smile, stick around a while. Iâm obsessed with you.
Neurotic erotic, neurotic erotic, neurotic erotic, neurotic erotic,
Iâm obsessed with you.
- Album:
- Everything is a Lot
- Self-ish