Sore Spores

Louise, got sore knees Too much time playing round with what you need A child you forgot and Can't remember what you really wanted Louise, got to please Lost hopes fall as small teeth Your smile is taught and How can I give you what you really wanted? I don't know why I come here I don't know why I stay I've been breathing in the corner with the reasons I shake The sensations that suggest me come equipped with a haze It's the pinch of every soul I never choose to embrace Louise, I love your needs And all the time you spend runnin' round at Chuck E. Cheese To be you, to take it Why do we (I love to talk!) fake a lisp? New Ease, with milky teeth Give me your hands I'll kiss your knees We could fake it, everyday My soul is here to stay Hello "Wingman in the evening," it's the time for our talk Haven't offered any feelings or the room to take off It's the hole in everybody that I choose to instate They've been messin' with my rep, I'm singin' under the weight No more winkin' at the cam, doll. No more leaking it all (Tell me how can I get it back.) Have a couple friends above the border and I need them to stall (...something that I've always had?) I've got berries in my body, they're all over the place (Oh how can I get it back.) Now I'm leaving with the Tony, no more skin on my face (...something that I've always had?) Do you want me to take them all? ...Because I can but I won't though Do you want me to take them all? ...Because I can but I won't though (Oh) My father's gonna make that call (Who knows?) As a child I was happy and slow (You know) I'm gonna take you where I wanted to go (You know)