I Don’t Know What I Want Us to Do

Decadent picture of you in nude, sits on my shoulder
 Whispers in my ear, makes me feel prude
 Obscene gesture makes me feel filthy, makes you feel guilty
 Still can't help it, let's just sink, degradation
 Naive pretensions, nowhere discussion
 I pity the downfall, I pity the sarcasm
 You're lips are sealed, you know how it feels?
 Comfortable apartment, in a comfortable chair
 A lock of goldilocks, a lock of bear
 Your lips are poisonous, that's what destroys us
 But I don't know what I want her to do
 Can't figure out what I'm supposed to do
 Seems like all that it's coming to
 I don't know what I want us to do
 Virginity is bound to fail at the altar
 The groom is empty, stuffed up with candy
 The sheets are soiled, olive oil?
 We're oh so pretty and we're oh so young
 Digging your eyelid, singing a song
 I want you on top, I want you because
 But I don't know what I want her to do
 Can't figure out what I'm supposed to do
 Seems like all that it's coming to
 I don't know what I want us to do
 But I don't know what I want her to do
 Can't figure out what I'm supposed to do
 Seems like all that it's coming to
 I don't know what I want us to do
 But I don't know what I want her to do
 Can't figure out what I'm supposed to do
 Seems like all that it's coming to
 I don't know what I want us to do