Tip Toe
Lips like liquorice
Slightly sweet in a bitter bliss
It comes with every kiss
He's a morphine mentalist
With a melancholic floral wit
Oh, what a cryptic kid
He'll tip toe through the window
Taking one more for the road
And he'll hang on to your halo
Knowing he's still gotta find his own
'Cause he might choke on this tightrope
If he don't keep holding on to letting go
He'll be wayward and too far gone
But even the devil needs a friend that he can depend on
Manic and mischievous
An altruistic piece of shit
That you can't resist
He's an alkie anarchist
With a silver tongue tucked between the ribs
Of pretty painted fists
He'll tip toe through the window
Taking one more for the road
And he'll hang on to your halo
Knowing he's still gotta find his own
'Cause he might choke on this tightrope
If he don't keep holding on to letting go
He'll be wayward and too far gone
But even the devil needs a friend that he can depend on
He'll feel it in his fingers
It's buzzing in his bones
He'll fill your life with laughter
To feel a little less alone
He'll tell you of his heartache
Til time has got 'em grown
In a tale of ever after
He'll love you like one of his own
He'll feel it in his fingers
It's buzzing in his bones
He'll fill your life with laughter
To feel a little less alone
He'll tell you of his heartache
Til time has got 'em grown
In a tale of ever after
He'll love you like one of his own
He'll love you like one of his own
He'll love you like one of his own
Love you like one of his own
Slightly sweet in a bitter bliss
It comes with every kiss
He's a morphine mentalist
With a melancholic floral wit
Oh, what a cryptic kid
He'll tip toe through the window
Taking one more for the road
And he'll hang on to your halo
Knowing he's still gotta find his own
'Cause he might choke on this tightrope
If he don't keep holding on to letting go
He'll be wayward and too far gone
But even the devil needs a friend that he can depend on
Manic and mischievous
An altruistic piece of shit
That you can't resist
He's an alkie anarchist
With a silver tongue tucked between the ribs
Of pretty painted fists
He'll tip toe through the window
Taking one more for the road
And he'll hang on to your halo
Knowing he's still gotta find his own
'Cause he might choke on this tightrope
If he don't keep holding on to letting go
He'll be wayward and too far gone
But even the devil needs a friend that he can depend on
He'll feel it in his fingers
It's buzzing in his bones
He'll fill your life with laughter
To feel a little less alone
He'll tell you of his heartache
Til time has got 'em grown
In a tale of ever after
He'll love you like one of his own
He'll feel it in his fingers
It's buzzing in his bones
He'll fill your life with laughter
To feel a little less alone
He'll tell you of his heartache
Til time has got 'em grown
In a tale of ever after
He'll love you like one of his own
He'll love you like one of his own
He'll love you like one of his own
Love you like one of his own
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Writer(s): Aaron Yang
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