Retarded In Love

They take advantage of him all of the time

Their fingers rape his cavities

Probing for a hidden cliché

He's a fruit that got in gravity's way

He's the first to tell you he's full of shit

Like that's half a compliment for men

Though he's waking up in puddles of piss

He marinates his metaphors in them

And in this moment

La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada

They'll be falling in love

La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada

She takes photographs of people she knows

She brings out the best and worst in them

A goddess buried deep in the folds

Of her fractured self and the lies that they've told

She used to laugh at everything old

It was a joke that never aged a bit

But when they robbed her of her infinite smile

She said "maybe I'll just play dead for a while"

And in this moment

La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada

They'll be falling in love

La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada

I'm right here and I must admit

I've been pining for you

You're my wish

When I touch myself, I am conjuring you

From fresh dirt

When we talk all night and the minutes are free

I just hope when I cast my spell you'll be falling for me

Because

Falling in love could be the first thing

Falling in love could be the worst thing

There's no rehearsing

Retarded in love