The Jiggler

I'm sick of twisting the knobs, your little baby's a slob
 I wanna love you but this house ain't built for two
 I think I panic a lot, not really sure what I've got
 I wanna love you but this house ain't built for two
 I'm sick of twisting the knobs (So where is my sweet love?)
 I think I've hidden from myself, but there's too many layers
 I turn my head and cough, like I'm calling the cops
 Is there something more to you than just bible study?
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 Turn your camera on
 You don't wanna miss this
 The way the lighting shifts as it reflects off the water
 Below the sinking ship I feel your fingertips slipping away
 Can't shake the feeling now
 How far we've fallen down
 Like our best days are behind us
 You're the revisionist and I'm the narcissist drifting away
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 To my sunstroke, ghost dance, gold corona
 Did I crack that lens, put my weight upon ya?
 Does the manifest dictate to love and honor?
 Can the creed uphold, can we repeat our mantra?
 Trust my luck and show my feelings
 Cross my fingers, cards are dealing
 Busting out my skull shaped ceiling
 Hold my fucking body back
 I'm still raging from the sanction
 You placed upon the impoverished nations
 Delusions of grandeur, have some patience
 Hold my fucking body back
 I can't predict the future and I can't forget the past
 Can't focus any longer, desperate to make this last
 Keep us from going under, won't waste all that we have
 You called it in November and it burned up in a flash
 Burned up in a flash
 Burned up in a flash
 Burned up in a flash
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 Feel the hangover in my mind
 But this one's a different kind
 Losing touch with my concept of time
 My senses are frozen
 Losing touch with my concept of time
 My senses are frozen
 I'm sick of twisting the knobs, your little baby's a slob
 I wanna love you but this house ain't built for two
 I think I panic a lot, not really sure what I've got
 I wanna love you but this house ain't built for two
 I'm sick of twisting the knobs (So where is my sweet love?)
 I think I've hidden from myself, but there's too many layers
 I turn my head and cough, like I'm calling the cops
 Is there something more to you than just bible study?