Directive Where Is My Supersuit
Touch to keep from talking, to keep us guessing,
to keep complacent and I can't complain
This feels too right to be wrong
I try to hide a broken heart, but you could just read
my sleeves
I! I never thought that it would come to this
I! I think we're in the clear
But each tick tock counts me out
Never mind the clock it's only you that concerns me
You see I've got a lot of things to tell you
But my mouth is hushed your lips are stopping them,
stopping them from speaking every word I'd construct
and every thought that'd come up can't compare,
another tack on the things that I can't do
First time we kept our tongues pressed to our cheeks,
this time around lets make it less discrete.
Felt a touch to my fingers, now it's out of my hands
And then we're at it again, at it again, at it again
Touch to keep from talking, to keep us guessing,
If only I could focus on controlling my breathing.
We never thought that it would come to this
You think we're in the clear, I can't be in too deep
You see I've got a lot of things to tell you
But my mouth is hushed your lips are stopping them,
stopping them from speaking every word I'd construct
and every thought that'd come up can't compare, another
tack and I can't
First time we kept our tongues pressed to our cheeks,
this time around lets make it less discrete.
Felt a touch to my fingers, now it's out of my hands
And then we're at it again, at it again, at it again
Touch to keep from talking, to keep us guessing,
to keep complacent and I can't complain
First time we kept our tongues pressed to our cheeks,
this time around lets make it less discrete.
Felt a touch to my fingers, now it's out of my hands
And then we're at it again, at it again, at it again
