Food

I happened to forget you had anatomy
You took out your eyes
For me to see better
Oh once or twice you’ve come to me 'cause I don’t invite
Enough of you babe
To have fun and stay
Oh oh
Losing all the time, you’re such a brave bug on a light bulb
Cunning never ever failed you girl so get clever
Now your mouth is whole
It’s incomplete, was stole
A recurring dream of sleep beneath the sheets
Having much to learn
A constant curve to turn
A mask made well becomes a shell
To hide the burn
Driving every mile inside a paper mache lion
Going home is sort of hopeless