It’s like diner coffee in a shot class
It’s like selling your baby teeth to your wife
It’s like a thief running backwards
It’s like pouring kerosene on a fire blanket
It’s like lingerie from your sister
Like switching perfumes ‘til he remembers
It’s like he’s just too damn nice and I don’t like nice
It’s like writing just for the money
It’s like getting to the start of your rope
It’s like snake tongue-in-cheek
It’s like eggshell rain boots and a sunburn
It’s like booming nightlife in the Valley
It’s like all you left is backbone
All you left is backbone
Armageddon and I’m a-runnin’
All you left of me is backbone