You're in my house You're in my clothes No one knows You're in my head like a dumb song It just goes You're on my face You're on my lips And it shows I should be happy and I am I want you close to me You're like a simile Like totally You're like a metaphor For something else You're like the ocean floor Vast and cool You're like a swimming pool But not as blue And I fell in So take my hand Swim around Kiss me hard Until I drown I wanna be your shirt I can hug you while you work I wanna be your wife You can beat me every night Our new life A book to write Every page is blank I am sick Sick of this Every page is blank Every page is blank I wanna be your shirt I can hug you while you work I wanna be your shrink I'll get paid to watch you think