I'll see you in the morning
When you pick up the clothes off the floor of your room
The ones that I had ignored last night
When you were so upset and I was feeling drowned
In your eyes where the sun falls down
Comes a look too sad to resist
You ask some silly thing like if you were to kiss
Oh a guy or a girl or a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
Now I feel like I could be sick
You hide behind the cat because you know that I'm pissed
With alcohol for self-defense
With healthy fruit and vitamins
Through fickle heart testosterone
Through corneas and rods and cones
I confess
Through my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve
In my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve
In my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve
In my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve
I lament
To the man in me