Feline I hope you're lying Cause if these things come so easy Then why am i trying So hard I thought it best To let it simmer Then deliver Pour the facts and feelings From a fever pitcher Of smoke A cough and a choke I can feel you smiling But you're too far to see And june is here, june is here But she's laughing without me I want to see your eyes Inches from mine At both nines We drink up the anger Like wine Laced with sugar And smoke I cough and i choke (So take my hand We'll jump up together and land Just like the cats can) These are the things that make us laugh These are the things that make us cry These are the things that make our knees shake For fear's sake And make our hearts break It's me and me and baby makes three