Strawberry Cables

Running like a runny egg sandwich
Sloppy & quickly going cold
I tried to get to grips with your language
I failed but then I was young
Tangled up in strawberry cables
Glued to «Anne Of Green Gables»
With white chocolate mice melting on my lips
A moment with my fingers & a lifetime without hips now
Without hips now
This is mine
It isn’t anybody else’s now
This is mine
It isn’t anybody else’s now
This is mine
It isn’t anybody else’s now
& you know I tried to find my way back to you
You know I tried to find my way back to you
You know I tried to find my way back to you
Keeping my friends close & my enemies closer
& my parents even closer than that
In my palm in my pocket in a copper locket
I was their only necessary black cat
With chocolate wrappers screwed up in my pockets
I took the glass in the window & smashed it
Without a care for anything or anybody
The world might hate me but it revolves around me now
Around me now
This is mine
It isn’t anybody else’s now
This is mine
It isn’t anybody else’s now
This is mine
It isn’t anybody else’s now
& you know I tried to find my way back to you
You know I tried to find my way back to you
You know I tried to find my way back to you
To find my way back to you
To find my way back to you