Thank you for drinking my drinks
Each one like a footprint traced in felt-tip ink
Where we're dancing cheek-to-cheek
If you were taller
I've been sewing together our clothes
I matched up the hemlines on my cuffs and yours
And I've threaded carpet floss
And spent my dollars
On these quiet nights with you
So that our bodies would move to country tunes
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
But your eyes clearer than two polished gla** test tubes
They tell my hands where to move
I think we're both still good to drive
I toss you the keys and say "I trust you with
My life."
Round lights on the road like a scene
From the end or beginning of things that appear
On the cinema screens
On these quiet nights with you
My god, our bodies do move to country tunes
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
But your eyes clearer than two polished gla** test tubes
They tell my hands where to move
But when I'm drunk I become merry
And strange torsos and legs I will not carry
But for this now I know you are certain
When our jackets for each other we're removing
Like a broken jack-in-box
You and me can tremble but not talk
On these quiet nights with you
My god, our bodies do move to country tunes
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
But your eyes clearer than two polished gla** test tubes
They tell my hands where to move