John Grant - Marbles Lyrics

I've got the poise of a newborn giraffe
And I feel like I've fallen off the wagon
My moves are quite clearly unchoreographed
My comportment like that of a Komodo dragon

You make me lose my marbles
You get me all worked up into a lather
My words are coming out in fits and garbles
There's no one on this Earth with whom I'd rather

You deactivate my defense mechanisms
I think I'm coming unglued, I have emotional whiplash
I cannot brandish my trademark aloof cynicism
I've taken up macramé, just to deal with the backlash

You make me lose my marbles
You get me all worked up into a lather
My words are coming out in fits and garbles
There's no one on this Earth with whom I'd rather

You make me lose my marbles
You get me all worked up into a lather
My words are coming out in fits and garbles
There's no one on this Earth with whom I'd rather

I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love-
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you