Lyrics: Fredrick James Mullis
Music: Fredrick James Mullis
I'm afraid of heights
And you're afraid of snakes
For once I have no fear of falling
As you coil in a defensive state
Won't you tell me, dear
Do you fear to reciprocate?
There's nothing for you to promise
There's nothing for you to prove
You're like a stick of zebra stripe
That I'm afraid to chew
The bubble might pop
The flavor might stop
A temporary tattoo
We're no good at tomorrows lately
And even worse at goodbyes
Let me waltz on your banjo, baby
And don't you ever leave my pigsty
Is this song for tomorrow?
Well, I haven't made it that far
No, this song is for right now
For whatever we are
I can't say what I want to
Only that I want you
It's all a bit bizarre
We're no good at tomorrows lately
Even worse at goodbyes
Let me waltz on your banjo, baby
And don't you ever leave my pigsty
No, no, honey, don't you ever leave
My pigsty