Thank my mom for home and thank my god for health
If not for all this lonesome, would I be myself?
Oh the irony of slipping back to yours
After these autumn weeks unbuttoning your shorts
We close the bedroom door
Getting alone with you was hard enough
The first time I was alone with you
Getting alone with you was hard enough
The first time I was alone with you
I knew
From the mattress ashing through your windowpane
Sorry I let the cat out on on the fire escape
Oh the mastery you're keeping me in bed
Clicking your tongue to teeth, unsettled like a debt
You stare at me like we’ve not met
Getting alone with you was hard enough
The first time I was alone with you
Getting alone with you was hard enough
The first time I was alone with you
I knew