I Was a Lover

Lyrics

I was a lover before this war Held up in a luxury suite, behind a well-barricaded door Now that I've cleaned up, gone legit I can see clearly, round hole Round hole, square peg don't fit I'm locked in my bedroom, so send back the clowns My clone wears a brown shirt And I seduce him when there's no one around Mano y mano on a bed of nails Bring it on like a storm 'Til I knock the wind out of his sails And we don't make eye contact when we have run-ins in town Just a barely polite nod And nervous stares towards the ground I once joined a priest class, plastic, inert Slow-danced with commerce Like a lens up a skirt And we liked to party And we kept it live And we had a three volume tome of contemporary slang To keep a handle on all this jive Ennui unbridled, let's talk to kill the time How many styles did you cycle through before you were mine? And it's been a while since we went wild and that's all fine But we're sleepwalking through this trial And it's really a crime, it's really a crime, it's really a crime It's really criminal We're busy tempting like fate's on the nod Running on empty, bourbon and God It's been a while though since we knew the way And it's been even longer Since our plastic priest class had a goddamned thing To say I was a lover before this war I was a lover before this war I was a lover before this war