Caterpillars

You got a nosebleed, I’m under the bedsheets
Waiting for something to go wrong around here
When you think that it’s easy, oh you don’t know that between the
The zero and the one there’s a hole, a whole eternity
And I like my hair clipper, and now I have a buzz cut
If you come by my tower, well I guess you have to take the stairs
You lost your glass slipper, but then you bought nice sneakers
So let’s get drinks and chat about that time a talking frog was hitting on me
There’s a glass ceiling on this transparent coffin
When we got a hammer it is really nothing
And is this feeling in my stomach butterflies?
I must have eaten caterpillars all of my life
And I talked to the magic mirror
I said it needed to be clearer
We sang and danced with the dishes
And their cupboards in the kitchen
We were drunk out of our minds
And we were doing fine
I made a joke about water
I said, «Oh, well, well, well…»
And we’re pick-up artists, yeah we’re both excellent pick-me-ups
We’re stick-up artists, stole each other’s body parts
Here’s a box of chocolates in the shape of a blood pump
Here’s a greeting card that includes the word «hump»
We’re pick-up artists, yeah we’re both excellent pick-me-ups
We’re stick-up artists, stole each other’s body parts
Here’s a box of chocolates in the shape of a blood pump
Here’s a greeting card that includes the word «hump»
We’re pick-up artists, yeah we’re both excellent pick-me-ups
We’re stick-up artists, stole each other’s body parts
Here’s a box of chocolates in the shape of a blood pump
Here’s a greeting card that includes the word «hump,» «hump,» «hump»
And is this feeling in my stomach butterflies?
I must have eaten caterpillars all of my life
And is this feeling in my stomach butterflies?
I must have eaten caterpillars all of my life
All of my life