I'll stay with you 'cause I know how
To keep my feet on solid ground
milk turns sour when left on the bunker for days
I know that you're about to hit the 22.
That's old enough to know who's coming on to you
You're complacent with strangers.
And everyone that falls by the way
I see your tangerines are fading into black
You'd rather lie out front with him and leave me in the back
But you're still Rosie from door 6
And tainted smiles they get me everytime