Big Cat Tattoos

A billion dollars in your eyes beside a hospital bed
Hot wars of the Middle Ages replaying in my head
You wore your Colonel Tom Parker signet ring
With the unmistakeable air of "get up there and sing"
I watch you and time itself share a fat cigar
The peer reviews were purring with their paws on my jugular
You get used to fighting talk doing what you love
Turns out the soft boy gets hard when push comes to shove

I think you'd prefer a firmer hand
With big cat tattoos and a wedding band
You could laugh at his jokes
You could bury your nose in his shoes
Is this a bad time?

Don't push me with your safe pair of hands
Don't shush me with that playground jazz
I'll find me a man
I'll find me a man who understands

You with all the modesty of Big Tech in boom
I tire of you honestly when you swan around a room
How I used to like to watch you fixing me a drink
'Til manhandling the crystalware became your kink
You vetoed every one of my miserabilist movies
You bored my friends from out of town with the virtues of shoegaze
You've all the upright strength of an infant's neck
And yet, and yet, and yet, and yet

Will you record the sound I make when I die?
What the devil will it take for you to look me in the eye?
Am I your number one, or just some other guy?
If I aksed you for real, would you wise up and die?

Don't push me with your safe pair of hands
Don't shush me with that playground jazz
I'll find me a man
I'll find me a man who understands how I like to play with my fans

I think you'd prefer a firmer hand
With big cat tattoos
You could laugh at his jokes
You could bury your nose in his shoes
You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Don't push me with your safe pair of hands
Don't shush me with that playground jazz
I'll find me a man
I'll find me a man who understands how I like to sit on my hands