They take advantage of him all of the time
Their fingers rape his cavities
Proven for a hidden cliche

He's a fruit that got in gravity's way
He's the first to tell you he's full of %#@!
Like that's half a compliment for men

Though he's waking up in puddles of piss
He marinates his metaphors in them


And in this moment
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
They'll be falling in love

La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada

She takes photographs of people she knows

She brings out the best and worst in them
And god is buried deep in the folds
Of her fractured self and the lies that they've told

She used to laugh at everything old
It was a joke that never aged a bit
But when they robbed her of her infinite smile

She said maybe I'll just play dead for a while

And in this moment

La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
They'll be falling in love
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada


I'm right here and I must admit
I've been pining for you

Your my wish
When I touch my self I am conjuring you
From fresh dirt

when we talk all night and the minutes are free
I just hope when I cast my spell you'll be falling for me


Because
Falling in love could be the first thing
Falling in love could be the worst thing

there's no rehearsing
!@^$ed in love