Technically I don't have the truth
I don't know what to tell you
Technically
I don't know what to tell you
I'm on the fence
Of everything I've done
And everything I've ever said
I don't wanna regret
Never making a mess
Of this Sunday dress
I'm on the fence
I'm on the fence
And I wanna scream
You're beautiful
I wanna be useful
A leak my mouth
The raging wound
A leak my mouth
The raging wound
You're beautiful
I wanna be useful
But it won't do
No it won't do
There are rules inside this room
Inside this room
Sometimes I'm calm enough to read
But mostly I'm just a bit dizzy
From possibility
Potentiality
Prospect
Purpose
You're perfect
It's perfect
It's perfect
You can just hang it over there
Where they can all stare
I'm on the fence
Of everything I've done
And everything I've ever said
I don't wanna regret
Never making a mess
Of this Sunday dress
I'm on the fence
I'm on the fence
Come on let's go to the laundromat
Where there's a woman washing just a single jacket
Oh it's good here
Let's not go back
Let's stay here in the inbetween
With nothing to see
And nowhere to be
Waiting for our dirty sheets
Oh they'll take at least another round to dry
Come on it's too cold to hang them outside
But okay you go
Go meet the world
The word
The word
The meat
The meat of the world
You see strangely
I'm not the best version of me
When there's possibility
Potentiality
Prospect
Perfect
You're perfect
You're perfect
You're perfect
You're perfect
You're perfect
You're perfect
You're perfect
And I wanna scream
You're beautiful
I wanna be useful
You're beautiful
I wanna be useful
I wanna scream
But I always feel like there's someone
Just behind that door
I'm sure