My Year In Lists

You said send me stationary to make me horny

So I always write you letters, in multicolors

Decorating envelopes for foreplay

Damn extended metaphors, I get carried away

On the back of a natural disaster

Fixed with parcel tape and with kids sticking plaster

Nothing says I miss you quite like poetry carved in your door

With a Stanley knife

My year in lists

Stomping on your fingers as you're clinging onto the abyss

So put on every winter coat you owned since '98

And every midnight sees the countdown to another awful day

I cherish the fondness the day before I met you

I cherish the fondness the day before I met you

I cherish the fondness the day before I met you

On your request, I compile a list

Of my top five resolutions for this year

I declined, 'cause I decided that I do not believe

In the new year anymore

And you must confess that at times like these

Hopefulness is tantamount to hopelessness

And I accept that it's time for a change

But not in places like this, with people like these

My year in lists

Stomping on your fingers as you're clinging onto the abyss

So put on every winter coat you owned since '98

And every midnight sees the countdown to another awful day

I cherish the fondness the day before I met you

I cherish the fondness the day before I met you

I cherish the fondness the day before I met you