(+) Blouse
Here we go quiet at your kitchen table
With courtesy to little pet peeves
Napkins on laps pulled back
I hang the scarf in my mom's inner rack
Why do I tell you how I feel
When you're just looking down my blouse?
It's something I wouldn't say out loud
If touch could make them hear
Then touch me now
If touch could make them hear
Then touch me now
Talking to the song who left another scorned
I guess humor could help me after all
It's funny now I'm just useless and a whore
But I'll get a cosign from
Your favorite one man show
Why do I tell you how I feel
When you're too busy
Looking down my blouse?
It's something I wouldn't say out loud
If touch could make them hear
Then touch me now
If touch could make them hear
Then touch me now
If touch could make them hear
Then touch me now
Now