“J.P.”

I am docile, I am tame
So kick me till I'm lame
She is precious, she is proud
She silver lines my cloud

I wonder what I can do
To try and steal you
Silver lidded eyes
I hope I get this right

I am cheap and I am cursed
To be twice what she is worth

I wonder what I can do
To try and steal you
You don't know what it's like
I hope I get this right

Glitter's on and curtains up
And it feels like nothing much

I wonder what I can do
To get near you
Silver lidded eyes
I hope I get this right

I am bleached up, I am white
To takе her place tonight