She says, "It helps with the lights out"Her rabid glow is like Braille to the nightShe swears I'm a slave to the detailBut if your life is such a big joke why should I care?The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eightSo that you two can take some time, teach each other to reciprocateShe feels that my sentimental side should be held with kids glovesBut she doesn't know that I left my urge in the iceboxShe swears I'm just prey for the femaleWell then hook me up and throw me baby cakes 'cause I like to get hookedThe clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eightAll the people that you've loved they're all bound to leave some keep sakesI've been swinging all the time think it's time to learn your wayI picture you and me together in the jungle, it will be okI'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the nightThat is supposing that you don't sleep tonightIt's like learning a new languageHelps me catch up on my mimeIf you don't bring up those lonely partsThis could be a good timeIt's like learning a new languageYou come here to meWe'll collect those lonely parts and set them downYou come here to meShe says brief things, her love's a ponyMy love's subliminalShe says brief things, her love's a ponyMy love's subliminal