Ribs

Break down, why don't you give it a go?

Dropped out, cause I'd rather be home

And cause I wake up every evening

With reflections of you on my skin

I guess it's harder to forget

When I got your name tatted on my ribs

She asked me, 'do I look good?'

Rate out of ten

I said a hundred bad things

Oh well, that depends

You make it easy for me

You know by the end

I thought I fell in love with you

Oh well, that depends

Why you so pessimistic

All the time does it help your inhibitions?

It's a gut feeling, my intuition

But you're burning me out now, I'm going ballistic

We gonna need to pause like intermission

Found myself a new addition

Homer on my neck, I ain't talking Simpson

And if there's writing on the walls

I've gotta get to know you

And if you feel like breaking your fall

I'm glad I get to know the truth

She asked me, 'do I look good?'

Rate out of ten

I said a hundred bad things

Oh well, that depends

You make it easy for me

You know by the end

I thought I fell in love with you

Oh well, that depends

She asked me, 'do I look good?'

Rate out of ten

I said a hundred bad things

Oh well, that depends

You make it easy for me

You know by the end

I thought I fell in love with you

Oh well, that depends