You Got It

I stroll in your house
I'm a lazy guest
Soaked in my wet shoes
I'm making a mess
Driving drunk while you steer
Pat me on the back
Left my clothes in your room
So I can come back

One last move
Let's start to begin
The pastor
Takes turns with my twin
One last move
You can't miss the mile
Disaster
Arriving in style

I thought it would stop
I watched you leave
I swallow your coil
In ecstasy
I thought it would stop
I watched you leave
Now you got it

Through an open window
Warm winds come apart
The light hits your face
Its unassuming, marked
But what ugly portraits your curator shows
Spit my wine in the sink
Who will drive me home?

You never
Notice when I leave
Risking faith
You take what you need
Such anger
Is growing in me
No longer
Who I used to be

I thought it would stop
I watched you leave
I swallow your coil
In ecstasy
I thought it would stop
I watched you leave
Now you got it
Now you got it

You never miss
A gnat
A smear
A slick of oil
But I need you here

I thought it would stop
I watched you leave
I swallow your coil
In ecstasy
I thought it would stop
I watched you leave
I swallow your coil
In ecstasy
I thought it would stop
I watched you leave
Now you got it
Now you got it