Warm on your cold heart
Cool on your hot head
A worn blanket statement of innocence
A way out
A way to keep lying honest
If restless and frantic
And you, a breaking man
I've studied your shaking hands
And this, a pretty jail
Bliss, a beautiful jail
Hot coffee's melting this plastic cup
And cold, I can't dial this tiny phone
To find you
And no, you don't seem pathetic
Just restless, frenetic
And you, a breaking man
I've studied your shaking hands
And this, a pretty jail
Bliss, a beautiful jail
And you, a little kid
In a choke-hold of bliss
And this, a pretty jail
Bliss, a beautiful jail
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