Woah, oh no
She's acting ominous so we all should know
Her throat
Afternoon with tea
It's getting slow
I go
Pockets laced with rubber silicone
For show
It's like her Doc's stay on
Stay with me
Burdens filled and piled up with history
Clammy eyes above the jaws
And restless cheeks
Slowing down and admiring those fruity teeth
It's like her Doc's stay on
But I feel so out of this
So tell me, girl
Would you rather even fight?
Back again
Same line, but now defined
A restless tent
Occurred to me that I wasn't always rescuing
Often pained and painted
So imaginative
It's like her Doc's stay on
If I knew
That curtains called, and better yet
A frequent view
Will come and go
I guess I'd leave it up to
Episodes of morning walks and honeydew
It's like her Doc's stay on
But I feel so out of this
So tell me, girl
Would you rather even fight?
Oh, tell me how you're feeling
Knock me off my feet
It's a sign without a meaning
And you're a friend that I should keep