I imagine you there
Sitting in your room
Skin in the gloom
I imagine my hair
Raising your bedsheet
Stuck to your peach meat
I couldn't have said
But I really like you
Think that you're real cool
Why don't do you just leave
Floating face down in a cold pool
I walked to the store
Looked at the new tins they keep us eating
I buy cigarettes and I keep the foil on
In case I spoil one
I imagine your eyes
Beneath your thin lids
Two little round kicks
I imagine you here with me
Rolled up in my arms
Beneath the dead palms
Outro
Very kind and very bad
You're very kind and very bad
Very kind and very bad
Very kind and very bad
You're very kind and very bad
Very kind and very bad