The Slip
The slip, the slip, slip of my tongue when I told you, you were the one
The slip, the slip, slip of my hands when I held you, when I held you
Is this what you expected of me?
Is this what you were hoping I'd be?
I've got closets
Full of secrets
I'm not hiding
I'm just cautious
I've got closets
Full of secrets
I'm not hiding
I'm just cautious
I'm afraid of growing old
Paying the bills, and being government controlled
I can't say that it's my cup of tea.
It's nothing that I hoped it'd be.
I've got closets
Full of secrets
I'm not hiding
I'm just cautious
I've got closets
Full of secrets
I'm not hiding
I'm just cautious
It makes me nauseous....