I Was a Lover

I was a lover before this war

Held up in a luxury suite

Behind a well barricaded door

Now that i've cleaned up

Gone Legit

I can see clearly

Round oh round

Those square peg door figure

I'm locked in my bedroom

So send back the clowns

My clone wears a brown shirt

and I seduce him when there's no one around

Mano e mano

On a bed of nails

Bring it on like a storm

Til I knock the wind out of his sails

And we don't make eye contact

When we have run ins in town

Just a barely polite nod

and look at stairs towards the ground

I once joined a peace class

Plastic innards

slow dance with commas

like a land of the words

and we like to party

and we kept it live

and we have (unclear)

keep a handle on all this jive

Oh we unbridled

lets talk to kill the time

how many scars did you cycle through

before you were mine

and it's been a while since we

went wild and that's been fine

but we've been sleepwalking through this trial

and it's really a crime

it's really criminal