I apologize for playing with your eyes, but I’m obsessed with you. 
Rolling out of bed is morning in my head, ‘cause I’m obsessed with you. 
Rose mirages into vases, I don’t stand a chance. 
Quiet girls with wrist corsages, cordial silence, I can’t dance. 

Holding breath by graveyards, salt over my shoulder, I’m obsessed with you. 
Rainbow-walking cave-heart never will be bolder, I’m obsessed with you. 
Chickenscratch Rembrandts of your likeness, all this nonsense makes me think. 
My insides cry “try thy finest” why, then, am I at my brink? 

I told Doctor Tillis to prescribe an illness, but he said his schedules filled with 
Children who need Prozac, Prilosec and Lo-jack, triple-sec and Lexapro 
For second-guesses. [bad word] that heal. So we can touch instead of feel. 

Oh, I apologize for playing with your eyes, but I’m obsessed with you. 
Bite your tongue and smile, stick around a while. I’m obsessed with you. 
Neurotic erotic, neurotic erotic, neurotic erotic, neurotic erotic, 
I’m obsessed with you.

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from Everything is a Lot, released May 20, 2015