I fall every time she calls into an early grave that's growing in the room With lips like ribbons on a gift man I finally got laid by someone who is just like me So lets go park and make out in the dark in a space so small we can hardly move at all Her hair gets crazy in the light man it stretches through the night to lead me to my home Like vine it beckons as it climbs and from her head it pours And rests upon her chest growing delicate and bored enough She's sleepy on the floor with lashes so long that they're barely hanging on So lets go park and make out in the dark in a space so small we can hardly move at all And he errs and I could have shown you everything...