Mrs Marion is strict with her servant
Behind locked doors over coffee they speak
They speak to my sister and my parents

And I'm trying hard not to shriek
Disengage
Disengage

Disengage
Disengage, disengage


She decodes my secrets and my fragments
I'd create any betrayal for their sake
She asks me to wait in the hallway

Where I'm doing my best not to, not to, not to shake
Disengage, disengage
Disengage

Disengage
Disengage


Muttering words to her
Muttering words to her
Muttering words to her for convenience

I start to head for the door
Mrs Marion screams over my shoulder
Walking out's just another metaphor

Disengage