Babybird

I hold you closely, you push me away,
I want forever, you just want today.
Give me your fingers, wash out your mouth,
bite off my tongue on this bloody couch.
But I don't blame you, you're always right.
I'm like a bad day on your good, good night.
I hear the tick of a bomb, all your hair in a fuse,
you ask me for a light to blow away these blues.
Run me a bath then plug me in,
I'm like a TV learning to swim.
But I don't blame you, you're always right.
I'm like a bad day on your good, good night.