Sorting through the labels that you once tore out Graduate from alien to color collar now Well she'll be soft and frozen gray And snow you in on saturdays Not much to talk about unless its talk about you So you turn up the knob of the talk-show volume Say to me we'll always be Don't ask, won't tell, i can't believe The whale and jonah seem just like us Overflow all over on the kitchen floor I don't see your outer layer shriveling anymore
So you should explain how there's fruit And how you've got teeth So they've been biting naturally But instead you explain why you got a tv You said ‘i figured we could use another screen' Say to me we'll always be Don't ask, won't tell, i can't believe The whale and jonah seem just like us Spit me out of safety i lust drowning Drowning Drowning