You're in my house
You're in my clothes
No one knows
You're in my head like a dumb song
It just goes
You're on my face
You're on my lips
And it shows
I should be happy and I am

I want you close to me

You're like a simile
Like totally
You're like a metaphor
For something else
You're like the ocean floor
Vast and cool
You're like a swimming pool
But not as blue
And I fell in
So take my hand
Swim around
Kiss me hard
Until I drown

I wanna be your shirt
I can hug you while you work
I wanna be your wife
You can beat me every night

Our new life
A book to write
Every page is blank
I am sick
Sick of this
Every page is blank
Every page is blank

I wanna be your shirt
I can hug you while you work
I wanna be your shrink
I'll get paid to watch you think