Down by the lake where young lovers swoon
There was God with a nap sack on her shoulder
A 90s Pontiac ignored her thumb
On a road where she was lost and then found
You are a big shot in your eyes
I was a cataract in mine
But then I picked her up
I've got a paper boat
But you see a yacht
And that's why I love you
My insides succumb to slugs
Who lose to maggots
But they'll still love you
Down in a hole that my past had dug
I was eating mud and roots just to live
I played my guitar to impress some imps
But my skill had fallen short to woo me
I was a jar of wingless flies
I wore a cloud of vantablack
But then I found her light
I've got a paper boat
But you see a yacht
And that's why I love you
My insides succumb to slugs
Who lose to maggots
But they'll still love you
Yeah I've got a paper boat
But you see a yacht
And that's why I love you
My insides succumb to slugs
Who lose to maggots
But they'll still love you
Yeah I've got a paper boat
But you see a yacht
And that's why I love you
My insides succumb to slugs
Who lose to maggots
But they'll still love you