What is real was once just in my head, in my head
I tell you all about the lover I once had, I once had a lover
And now I got a whole where he had been, he had been
So there I put another lover in my bed
In my bed
But when the dust had settled and the wind
And the wind stood down
I wondered at the bed-hole and my friend, once my friend
Who's now a letter, reddened, staring at an end
Where an end had started speeding up loss he did not intend
Not intend
Not Intend
Please don't tell my father
Cuz home is an answer to
Fear of unrest
Of being misunderstood, oh
Hide in the nest
What is it about you that you miss, that you miss
When you look back on all the girls you didn't kiss
Couldn't kiss because of something deep inside you you insist
On resisting for the good of someone else's good intent
I wonder if he'll ever come again, come again to meet me
After the red writer I have been
I have been every version of myself I could pretend
When pretensions on my honor became what I would defend
I defend
I defend
I defend my honor
Cuz home is an answer to
Fear of unrest
Of being misunderstood, oh
Hide in your nest
Fear the unnatural way
Fear has a hold on you
Hide in your garden unmoved
Feeding on Eden's breast