Caisse Noire

You You were looking for the answer To a question no one even asked You You were searching for a punchline To a joke that long ago had passed The shame, it lasts You You were sifting through the wreckage Of a plane that never even crashed But if You move beyond these moments I'd be a real proponent 'cause all things pass When you think That you said something wrong I'll make a list for you, darling Of words that don't belong If it seems right Then don't wait long I'll hold you tight, my darling And play your favorite song And play your favorite song You You were tilting off your axis In a place that never felt like home But when You were off for the exit I give you all the credit you recognized When you think That you said something wrong I'll make a list for you, darling Of words that don't belong If it seems right Then don't wait long I'll hold you tight, my darling And play your favorite song And play your favorite song And play your favorite song I want to be your black box I want to be your slush fund I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your black box I want to be your slush fund I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your black box I want to be your slush fund I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your black box I want to be your slush fund I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your special one