
Waking up looking at you “hey” handsome, loving this man, heartstrings at ransom, Leave my essence behind, personal memorandum, alarm playin my song, national anthem. Caked up french pressin, baby stop its half-past 7, get down yoga decompression. Drive you down to the station, head on the dash, saying how much he hates being brash in the morning, handing me 100 dollars cash, see ya later darling I'm found In all this splendor Clumsy and tender Still we choose To make a little heaven out of sin Lose ourselves and fall in love again I could be the worst you've ever had You'd still adore this mess I am Our new house so capacious, sitting here 9 to 5 looking delicious, daddy thinks I'm bodacious, when I first met him, wasn't even flirtatious, giving straight up mysterious, was just being salacious. Doing the most, wasn't that serious, on my way to Mount Olympus, so high on ambrosia, drunk lil Dionysus. Dependency got him on one knee, always thinking of me. I'm found In all this splendor Clumsy and tender Still we choose To make a little heaven out of sin Lose ourselves and fall in love again I could be the worst you've ever had You'd still adore this mess I am consumed by the scent of your Chanel sycamore perfume, before my heart was marooned, had nothing in this world, feeling like my life was absolutely screwed, now I'm perfectly attuned, spending eternity with you. I'm found In all this splendor Clumsy and tender Still we choose To make a little heaven out of sin Lose ourselves and fall in love again I could be the worst you've ever had You'd still adore this mess I am