Like a wet dream
Like a symphony
Oh I got a bellyache
Butterflies with broken wings
Cue the metronomes
Tap the telephones
I can't tell the difference from your voice and the dial tone
Wish we had met before
They spun you around the weathervane
All their horses couldn't put me back together again
No I was never the same
Like a first kiss
Like a dying wish
Oh I got some ailments
I'm prescribing everything
Like a flat wheel
Like an orange peel
Oh I got a bandaid heart
That'll never heal
Was I naive to think
It'd dry once I spilled everything
Back in the city I get shivers
When I hear your name
It feels like yesterday
I couldn't fathom what was
Coming right around the bend
Bent me outta shape
When I was finally on the mend
And if you miss me
Do you laugh about it with your friends
All the king's men
Did they put you back together again
Same days I'd rather be dead
