We vault over the barrier
He tells her how much he still loves her
We are strictly off the record
Tea & Toast
A penguin, a piano
I wonder how it feels to slit your own throat?
She's wearing red she's wearing green
Even the husbands, even the mothers
Here comes, with a brolly and a briefcase...
Leaving the note that she wished would say more
What could I possibly need?
Rushing in again at the last minute
This is how it will happen