she likes to keep to herself…
but i would also love to keep her
she may sleep all alone…
she’s not the only lonely sleeper
when a bunch of realistic schemes seep into my daydreams
she’s got the disinfectant
when all i’ve gotten myself is lost
she’ll buy my heart at any cost
and it’s just a safe investment
i may look like clark kent, but i’m no superman
just a mild-mannered kid, looking for my Lois Lane
looking for my Lois Lane
whoa-oh, i know, she’s what i see when my eyes close
whoa-oh, i know, when she’s gone, where she goes
I’d throw rose petals at her feet and feed her all that she could eat
a thousand kisses i would send her
I’d make her be my valentine, i’d wash my mouth with turpentine
I’d even like her if she changed her gender