If I paint a picture of the days gone by

I could tell a story

Minus the truth

It's the only way I

Couldn't walk a meter in your shoes

You'll see

When you see

They're soaked

I left them out in the rain

And they're heavy like weights



I could help you choose a name

First thing that I saw today

Make the best of new conditions

It'll never be the same



I thought about you in my bed last night

You were a thousand years old

Had a million boyfriends

I have a rubber stopper to prevent the words from happening

Like a troubled spot within and press with all my mightiness



Bend it back all the way

This one it'll never break

Make the best of old ideas

It'll never be the same

Pent up in me

Tied up in my room

I found the perfect remedy

Spit you out

Or just chew it

Pent up in you

Tied up in your room

You got the best cut of deal

You lay down

With the newest

Yea

(Repeat