Neoprene

Wrap my car around the lamppost The kitchen smells of burnt toast Plain 43 black coffee A cheap jar of gel and cold feed I wake up to see you Naked and sleepy, lying next to me Oh and it's just like the feeling Of overtired or hypersensitive In my father's, mother's bedroom I feel thoughts I can't quite get to And I brush my teeth without toothpaste And my wet head gives me headaches I wake up, can't see you You're on the couch, you're at your brother's house Oh it's just like the feeling Of overtired or hypersensitive You're on the phone to mum again You let her treat you like you're ten Her advice is all her own now She's never left her home town Oh he's fifty, or sixty Ive seen him around and underneath me Oh I'm sixteen, or I'm seventeen And I can't keep pretending to like Neoprene But I wake up To see you Well I wake up To see you Well I wake up To see you Naked and sleepy lying next to me And I'm sixteen, or I'm seventeen And I can't keep pretending to like Neoprene