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