Permissive

I've been feeling permissive
But you speak with such perfect diction
Got a land mine, mint condition
With your name on it
Your name on it

You gave it up
And for what?
I guess that makes two of us

Can you feel my touch?
Do you feel used up?
I guess that makes two of us
I guess that makes two of us

So I'll stalk the streets till you're stumbling home
Wake up in the night just to feel you long gone
Had all your fun while all my hopes were dropping like flies

And you got so rough
Take it all, take it off
I was so lost in the space between us
I know if I get lonely I'll explain it away

I've been feeling permissive
But you speak with such perfect diction
Got a land mine, mint condition
With your name on it
Your name on it

Don't wanna talk on the phone
Don't wanna talk at all
That's when I'm alone
When the feeling starts

Talk on the phone
Talk at all
Call it off
Call it off

I've been giving permission
But you wreak of drink and submission
Got a black hole, mint condition
With your name on it
Your name on it



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