Asshole

I don't really mind it when the looks are deceiving You wanted me to stay Laying on the ground, you're wrapped up tight, silver sheening Ready to complain It's been a fucked up day But, if I always dick around in the morning, Will I be an asshole? While I'm laying on the ground in the morning I want to see your asshole I can't find all the socks I want I think I had packed some They're hidden all around me Tucked up under the carpet And I want to motivate Some movement And some play You're looking pretty happy, I can tell in your eyeballs Shining, as you're glancing over at me And I wish I could sing it all away A sorry every day, Keep them coming, I can't feel anything anyway But, if I always dick around in the morning, Will I be an asshole? While I'm laying on the ground in the morning I want to be an asshole If I always dick around in the morning, Will I be an ass hole? While you're sitting on the ground in the morning I want to see your ass hole Can I see your ass hole?