Couch on Fire

As soft as a baby's head
We could write our initials
In a baby's head
Couch that smells like bowling shoes
Out in the sun
It burns our thighs
When we try to sit down on it
A memory of you
Always appearing in front of me
Like glass reflecting my face
A cum shot we can hear
Always echoing
Like ghosts circling around their host

Kids in the room— shut up, shut up
Shut up

Oh oh oh oh
Oh, yes I'd like to think your beautiful
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ol
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ol
But first please take off that puppy hood
Oh oh uh uh uh uh uh ud
Oh oh uh uh uh uh uh ud
Flailing your arms like you're clearing smoke
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oke
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oke
I wanna pin you down and tell you how I feel
Oh uh al oh oh oh uh al
Ah ah ul ah ah ah ah AAH
A fish wearing a ball gag
Flopping at your feet
I'm staring at you like—
"That's not how you hold a cigarette"—
You won't even look at me
A baseball lodged in aquarium glass
Spawning a tree of cracks
You look at me with your lighter
And your gasoline
Couch that smells like smoke
Out in the sun
It feels like what you've always wanted
BUT I NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU WANT, RIGHT?
EEUUUAAAH
Feel so dumb, feel so
Oh, yes I'd like to think your beautiful
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ol
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ol
But first, please take off that puppy hood
Oh oh uh uh uh uh uh ud
Oh oh uh uh uh uh uh uh ud
Flailing your arms like you're clearing smoke
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oke
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oke
I wanna pin you down and tell you how I feel
Oh uh al oh oh oh uh al
Ah ah ul ah ah ah ah AAH



Credits
Writer(s): Owen Schallack
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