Androgynous - Spouse

Distantly scream into the telephone that rings inside your head above you eye,

temporal lobe

When no one’s home you try to fix the things you left behind unbroken with a

message 'till you realize they’re gone

(Until you realize they’re gone)

Crush plastic cans and don’t forget to roll the cardboard that you left inside

the bag beside the girl with everything you’ve ever wanted but you couldn’t

really own

And don’t try to beat a stick when you can pull the trigger on an automatic,

leave your message at the tone

And defile a believer on the other end of your receiver, let it ring as if

there’s no one home

(As if there’s nobody at home)

Androgynous, monogamous, I think there’s something wrong with us so help me get

my feet off of the ground

Polygamous, mysterious, it’s somethin' really serious so help me get my foot

out of my mouth