You cant see but youre the best at hearing the friends we could be

Insipid but still charming the hair off of our tongues, singing of dying early just to be loved

Im ignoring grasp

Decorating your walls with our senses,

I'll tease you with a breeze in the heat

Do your bottoms touch your tops?

You are a parrot to what you hear

You are a parrot to what youve heard

Do the levels talk about you?

You cant see but youre the best at hearing the friends we could be

"you had this sadness and the pain, it made you attractive"

Oh oh oh well trucks, they know the water they throw so well, so at sea

Saved faces are still faces

What we knew we didnt say, what we didnt, we mouthed

We are not just as good as our words, we are not just elevator talk