all curled up just like a scare that a candle lit
all prepared to take the high chair
and i'll swear it doesn't matter where i sit
when there's something [bad word] i'll get on with it
or admit there's really nothing there
i should remember where that fit

i remember you were thinkin it was something i said
to your friend
it was [bad word] my mind was in the gutter now and then
they will walk away the night in the civilized air [bad word] on and put your cards in
maybe on the second try you'll win

all curled up inside a basket
i don't know
should i ask if i can watch it go backwards
and see it shine