I'll have mine in a dark room
The rind of this lime tastes like you
Read my fingers with your mouth
You make me feel so left out
That's not a nice thing to do
Would you do anything I tell you to?
Whisper something sour
To help me pass the hours
Sneak up from behind
When I don't want you
Hands behind my back
Twisting my arm, too
Your eyes look so nice
When they're all red
Looking at mine
Behind a wall
Where there's a window
Looking at nothing
Sore red hands counting quarters
And I think I'm the man around the corner
I follow myself home
I leave myself alone
Will you still look for me in heaven?
Holding my body like a weapon
Softly between your teeth
Make me something sweet
Sneak up from behind
When I don't want you
Hands behind my back
Twisting my arm too
Your eyes look so nice
When they're all red
Looking at mine
Behind a wall
Where there's a window
Looking at nothing