The Bedroom Philosopher - Trishine lyrics

Words can get f**ed They can't explain my love for you Feelings and sh** and that and yeah nah and so forth My heart's been kicked out of bounds on the full Words are sh**house The alphabet's a poof I've cried till my eyes are as dry as a dead dingo's donga Seems years since I bowled a maiden over Oh Trishine I'm the ute and you're the diesel Oh Trishine I'm the bowl and you're the Cheezels You had me at show us your dick Words have got nothing They can onomatopissoff You left me up sh** creek without a paddle No one tells you bout sh** waterfall Flowing into sh** sea Why d'ya have to change the locks? Why d'ya have to change the locks? f**in keychange Why don't you answer when I knock? We're like two peas in a pod We were a ball of socks And now I'm odd