Don’t wanna talk about presents. I want to unstick all this glue
Cuz I don’t feel very pleasant. No, it’s not because of you.
We can’t talk in the nighttime. It’s so too far away from the sun.
Little ado about me and you when I wanna crush my candies one by one.
Splinter in my teeth. Melt them in my gums. Should I suck upon my thumb.
Can we pretend that I am dumb? Can we pretend that I am dumb. Can we pretend that I am?
Maybe we can talk about nothing. I gotta a lot I could say on that score.
Maybe we should just go do some shopping. I hear that love’s for sale at the dollar store.
I don’t wanna tell you that I love you cuz I don’t wanna tell you that I do not.
There’s only two things I could say that would be true:
I don’t like our scenery. I hate our plot. I don’t like our scenery and I hate our plot.
Splinter in my teeth. Melt them in my gums. Should I suck upon my thumb.
Can we pretend that I am dumb? Can we pretend that I am dumb. Can we pretend that I am?
Song composed and performed by David Krejci