Shirt

You're at my house you're in my clothes
No one knows, knows
You're in my head like a dumb song
It just goes, goes
You're on my lips and on my face
And it shows, shows
I should be happy and I am
I want you close to me

You're like a simile, like totally
You're like a deep sleep to an insomniac
You're like the ocean floor, vast and cool
You're like a swimming pool, hypnotic blue
And I fell in, so take my hand, and swim around
Kiss me hard, until I drown

I wanna be your shirt
So I can hug you while you work
I wanna be your wife
So you can beat me every night

You're like a toothpick to teeth, mintiful
You're like a metaphor for something else
You're like a teen flick soundtrack
You're sharper than a ginsu thumbtack, you cut my can
So say you're mine, I'll give you back
Take these hands, they'll squeeze back

I wanna be your shirt
So I can hug you while you work
I wanna be your wife
So you can beat me every night

I wanna be your girl
So you can hold me like your girl
I wanna be your shrink
So I'll get paid to watch you think