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