Bellows What Can I Tell You About The World?
What can I tell you 'bout the world?
Nothing I could tell you in a word
The time I cut my hair so it would look like yours
What can I tell you 'bout my love?
Something we both knew before we touched
I tried to make this space apart from everyone
Feel no urge to discuss
What can I tell you 'bout disgust?
No way I could speak to you enough
Though casually you mention it, your face burns up
And you hide it from everyone
What can I tell you 'bout the world?
Nothing I could tell you in a word
The time I cut my hair so it would look like yours