Dm C She says it helps with the lights out Dm C Her rabid glow is like braille to the night. Dm C She swears I'm a slave to the details Dm F But if your life is such a big joke, C why should I care? Dm The clock is set for nine but you C know you're gonna make it eight. Dm So that you two can take some time, C Teach each other to reciprocate. Dm F She feels that my sentimental side C should be held with kid gloves Dm F But she doesn't know that I left my urge C in the icebox Dm F C She swears I'm just prey to the female, Dm Well then hook me up and throw me, F C Baby cakes, 'cause I like to get hooked. The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eight All the people that you've loved, they're all bound to leave some keepsakes I've been swinging all the time, think it's time I learned your way I picture you and me together in the jungle, it would be okay I'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night That is supposing that you don't sleep tonight C F It's like learning a new a language Am C Helps me catch up on my mime F If you don't bring up those lonely parts Am C This could be a good time F It's like learning a new language Am C You come here to me F We'll collect those lonely parts and set them down Am C Em F You come here to me Am C Em She says brief things, her love's a pony F My love's subliminal Am C Em She says brief things, her love's a pony F My love's subliminal | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C Dm Em F |