Kind of Like Spitting
Maybe We Should Get Married

In need of someone
Have you and hold you
In need of someone
Need you and mold you
I could always be on time

Maybe we could get married
I could find a slow job
Maybe we could get married
Scary thought in the middle of the night

Behind the ash tray
There's a list of all the things
Groceries, jewelry, hairspray
I can see in the supermarket
I could really do alright with you
You could teach me to get to sleep
You could teach me to get to sleep

I haven't slept in days
I haven't slept in years
Like I never slept
Because I'm still afraid
What I think gets continued in sleep
What I think gets continued in sleep