Morning s** is for lovers
Playing games in the covers
Oh they let, la-light shine in
Kissing the wrinkles and scars on their skin
It’s about 8 am now
Seems we just put our heads down
All the sparkles and wine of last night
Have quickly dissolved to a much different side
Collecting clothes while you’re sleeping
Through your room, I am creeping
Pa**ing hours make it clearer to see
Morning s** is for lovers
And you’re not in love with me
Oh I tried hard to make something of this
Yes, I worked hard but it seems I have missed
Your kiss means just a kiss
Do I long for a lover, to low on my list?
So I opted instead for a drunken night tryst
Again, and again
And again, and again, and again,
And again, and again, and again…
Morning s** is for lovers
They just can’t get enough of each other
You talk sweet and soft in the dark
But discover a mole instead of my beauty mark
I’m no one for a guilt trip
We know just where I lift
Please don’t bother with coffee or tea
Yes, it’s best if I just let you see
Morning s** is for lover
You’re not in love with me
You’re not in love with me