Night up in your loft
Like I could talk my way out of you
Reeling 'round my words
Stem to stern
You called the curtains grayish hue
And in the morning I just lapped you
Cause I knew that I'd relapse soon
Laid 'till we were late
Like it's time that we can tame
And let ivories clack
Then I passed you up and down
Traced your frame and built one 'round us
So I can call it back
Now I'm riding 'long your cuffs
Abide the collar culling from my gut
Eyes are on my back
Said it's nothing but my conscience
Seems it's truth we test to know
Well I can claim I've cut my losses
But don't it tell how I'm alone?