We’re Not Supposed to be Lovers

Picture a place that's far from danger;
A nicer place to cash your chips
I'm not the one holding you hostage
Squeezed in between my lips

We're not supposed to be lovers
Or friends like theyd have us believe
We're not supposed to know eachother;
Accept my apology

I was a babe stuck in a treebranch
Banging on my rusty cradle bars
Until I stole your middle finger
Now who's the one in charge?

We're not supposed to be lovers
Or friends like theyd have us believe
We're not supposed to know eachother;
Accept my apology

Vein underground
Fist
Face
Down
Ooze as they heal my pain
Food on the flight
Breakfast bite
Drop from the orange juice crane

Picture a person you've forgotten
Kissing your brother or your friend
Picture a wounded entertainer
Cutting his hair again