You want to see me in the summer
You want to see me in the spring
What do you bring to the table
To help me sing
You don't do good for me
I think you need some therapy
And I'll rest without you
And Flake
You want to see me in the winter,
Tattoos, Dreams or a splinter
What did you bring to the table,
That makes me want to come to dinner.
You don't do good for me
I think you need some therapy
And I'll rest without you
And Flake
You want to see me in the summer,
You want to see me in the spring
You don't do good for me
I think we need some therapy