She`s Not my Girlfriend

<br>She`s Not my Girlfriend<br>Her heart is in my hand<br>It shivers like a toad<br>She tries to understand the<br>Tiny lump that`s down inside her throat<br>It goes<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br><br>Her head is in my lap<br>It twists and coughs and sings<br>Her hair is in my grasp<br>It hangs and swings like swollen strings<br>It goes<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br><br>Her face is inside out<br>An open book report<br>I read what she`s about<br>And she`s filled with words that hurt<br>It goes<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br><br>Sometimes I want her in<br>Sometimes I want her out<br>My perception of sin<br>Is filled with pain and fear and doubt<br><br>She she she she, she isn`t my girlfriend<br>No no, I`m not who you think I am<br>She she, she isn`t my girlfriend<br>No no, I`m not who you think I am<br><br>Her clothes are on the ground<br>A crumpled rainbow mass<br>She`s scattered all around<br>And she`s scattered now like broken glass<br>It goes<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br>Suck suck<br><br>Sometimes I want her in<br>Sometimes I want her out<br>My perception of sin<br>Is filled with pain and fear and doubt<br><br>She she she she, she isn`t my girlfriend<br>No no, I`m not who you think I am<br>She she, she isn`t my girlfriend<br>No no, I`m not who you think I am<br><br>She she, she isn`t my girlfriend