poke at my iris why can t i cry about this maybe there is something that you know that i don t we adopt brand new language communicate through pursed lips and you try not to put on any sexy clothes or graces i might never catch a mouse and present it in my mouth to make you feel you re with someone who deserves to be with you but there s one thing we ve got going and it s the only thing worth knowing it s got lots to do with magnets and the pull of the moon why won t our love keel over as it chokes on a bone and we can mourn its passing and then bury it in snow or should we kick its cunt in and watch as it dies from bleeding if you don t want to be with me just say and i will go ooh ooh we can change our partners this is a progressive dance but remember it was me who dragged you up to the sweaty floor well this has been a reel i ve got shin splints and a stitch from we but like a drunken night it s the best bits that are coloured in you should look through some old photos i adored you in every one of those if someone took a picture of us now they d need to be told that we had ever clung and tied a navy knot with arms at night i d say she was his sister but she doesn t have his nose and now we re unrelated and rid of all the shit we hated but i hate when i feel like this and i never hated you ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh4