Saliva Lyrics

And I'm sorry about you and me And I'm sorry about us You try to give it your best But to what end? Saliva
You may no think so at first But I'm your designated driver But this roadside is not your's or mine And it's about time that I stop
She is the grey weather at the end of my tether I didn't quite make it, I had to forsake it And as I sit on the train I can taste her in my saliva
But I still depend on my Thursday friend, Saliva And there's no book about you and me Only snippets remain
I get a light, I get a light from everyone That's right, so undetermined All I do now is just horrible and mean I used to think that she and me could only be just fine
And to begin with nothing seems wrong But it's not a happy song And I'm sorry about you and me And I'm sorry about us
I'm finding out that you can't mess around with saliva And I drive a lot, 'cause I can't stop thinking about her (I'm in your hands) I'll be yours, you'll be mine
It'll be fine, intertwined Wet your dried out lips with saliva What's more strange than this? Your saliva If I did not miss your saliva If my lips could kiss your saliva still