Indecisive and deaf or dumb
Tongue-dried in the sun
Nervous speech and your mental health
Drunk on every detail

Loosened up from the moral slide
As though there's nothing to hide
It corresponds with your secret view
And never weighs upon you

I'd blame someone, but I've got you
Like every day that bores me
Sleep fine at night and wake up to
My early speechless morning

I'd blame someone, but I've got you
Like every day that bores me
Sleep fine at night and wake up to
My early speechless morning

It works like crime, adjust your view
Waste of time improving
She's cut so well and lifelike too
You'll bleed to death before me