Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire - So This Is What You Want?

Feeling kind of queasy here behind the restaurant
You had both elbows on the table
Manners dear, manners dear
You spoke; I was distracted by your manners dear

This is not the goal for you and this is not the goal for me
But this is how it's gonna be
Wow, this miscast role for you
Has taken such a toll on me
Apparently, apparently
I'm feeling sick
I'm feeling gaunt
So this is what you want?
This is what you want

I get up off the pavement
I hear a children's taunt
Something about ghosts and the spaces that they haunt
I think about metaphors
I think about woes
I think about suffering and your awful elbows

This is not the goal for you and this is not the goal for me
But this is how it's gonna be
Wow, this miscast role for you
Has taken such a toll on me
Apparently, apparently
I'm feeling sick
I'm feeling gaunt
So this is what you want?

Written by:
Elliott Marx

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