Caisse Noire

You
You were looking for the answer
To a question no one even asked

You

You were searching for a punchline
To a joke that long ago had passed
The shame, it lasts

You
You were sifting through the wreckage
Of a plane that never even crashed

But if
You move beyond these moments
I'd be a real proponent 'cause all things pass

When you think
That you said something wrong
I'll make a list for you, darling
Of words that don't belong
If it seems right
Then don't wait long
I'll hold you tight, my darling
And play your favorite song
And play your favorite song

You
You were tilting off your axis
In a place that never felt like home
But when
You were off for the exit
I give you all the credit you recognized

When you think
That you said something wrong
I'll make a list for you, darling
Of words that don't belong
If it seems right
Then don't wait long
I'll hold you tight, my darling
And play your favorite song
And play your favorite song
And play your favorite song

I want to be your black box
I want to be your slush fund
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one

I want to be your black box
I want to be your slush fund
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one

I want to be your black box
I want to be your slush fund
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one

I want to be your black box
I want to be your slush fund
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one

I want to be your special one