Why, the lights are dim
The moon settles in
There is no little thing
That should stop us now

I couldn’t tell if the person
That you were with
Was a girl or a boy,
But really I must say
That that moustache
Was a give-away

I need a full moon
To describe how I feel
I need miles of paper
And a pen that I can steal

I just keep my life alive
With a fork or with a knife
I stab myself,
I will make blood run
Just to have
A little fun

released on
White As Chalk

running time
2:34

tags
lights, girl, moon, knife