Lyrics Perfume Genius

Perfume Genius

Fool

I made your dress

I laid it out

On the couch and bar

That I picked out

I tither and coo

Like a cartoon

I congratulate you

When I leave the room

I made your dress

I'm bleeding out

On the couch and bar

That I picked out

I do a little move

To a key coloured flu

I plume and I plume

Like a buffoon