Breakfast In Bed
I am sorry about the spring and the summer
and the way they can steal you down
and I promise in a few months I will
pick you up off of the ground
and tell you the questions that I have,
tell you the answers that I haven’t got
I’ll sing you the songs I didn’t write
and tell you I’m everything that I’m not
Let’s find an excuse to disrobe each other
and act like that’s enough
and if we’re quiet maybe your brother
won’t ever guess about us
I made these pancakes if you want them
and you can steal all of my clothes
just be here in the morning and let me kiss your nose
There will be no dancing here
after you fly away
there will be no dancing here
I’ve got nothing more to say
Pick up the your clothes
and I will get mine too
like a post-acopolyptic scene after I make love to you
I’ll do my laundry before you get here
because I love it when you wear my shirts,
I never wash them after you come over
because I love the way your scent makes me hurt
Come on baby, let’s go again
and forget the flight
I swear to God if we can make it last
it’ll be alright
I made these pancakes if you want them
and you can steal all of my clothes
just be here in the morning and let me kiss your nose
There will be no dancing here
after you fly away
there will be no dancing here
I’ve got nothing more to say