Goodmorning love   Gonna make a run on sentence   With the exclamation points   And if you dare to speak to me   You're bound to tangle up my feet   And that's unconditionally   And when the water on my shoes   Strutted through the rings and hoops   With the perfect attitude   It's the boys in matching suits   Can't stop dreaming about my hair   And the undiscovered blues   Sneaks up every month   Touch me up when I'm drunk   Sailing the seas on the Arc De Triumph   Something to me    To be up with the sun      It's the subtle city trance   And you're stranded in the flophouse walls   If you ever wanna dance   And the curiosity    Of the way I let my backbone freeze   That's another subtlety   It sneaks up every month   Tuck me in when I'm done   You're daddy scream we can work it out   Something to me   Working hard for crying out loud   There's something about   There's something about   There's something about   There's something about      The pins in the triggers   And the nails on her fingers   And the teeth in her mouth   There's something about   The hands on the triggers   And the nails on her fingers   And the teeth in her mouth   There's something about      There's something about   There's something about   The pins in the triggers   And the nails on her fingers   And the teeth in her mouth   There's something about   The pins in the triggers   And the nails on her fingers   And the teeth in her mouth