I Beat Up The Bathroom, I'm Sorry

I’m looking forward to reminiscing in recovery position
I don’t know what I would do without your eye contact and conversation
People drive too quickly in the rain
I don’t think it’s funny. The hotel is booked in
Someone else’s name, so we can keep on running
We’re dead meat for sure (x3)
But on close inspection, there’s so much more, there’s so much-- I’m examining
the freeze-frames
I’m examining the freeze-frames, and I want answers
So badly
I’ve written it out for you in so much detail. And it all rhymes
And now we’re scripted, and it’s your line, can you bring yourself to say it?
And to make matters worse, she could only do it if it hurt, only then
Could she be sure that what she was feeling was real
Oh no
Not again
You got to be kidding me
Painting by numbers
Copy the cover
I’m chasing my tail
We fell in the stinging nettles (x4)
I’m looking forward to reminiscing in recovery position
Don’t know what I would do without your eye contact and conversation
We will speak only in whispers (and sign language) (x3)
We will speak only in whispers
We’re dead meat for sure