They don't know what they like so much about it

They just go for any shiny old bauble, and nobody sparkles like you

But I can't imagine it in better terms

Then naked, half-awake, about to shave and go to work



And I'm starting to think it could happen to me like it did to you

And I'm starting to actually feel it seep through the slick divide now

I don't crack the door too far for anyone who's pushing too hard on me



They don't know what they like so much about it

Maybe it goes on the other side of the hallway

The writing's so small from here

But I can't imagine it in better terms

Then naked, half-awake, about to shave and go to work



I won't decorate my live (x 6)