Weaknesses - Parenthetical Girls

Before each bit of gladness

Someone must taste of sadness

I’ll bear the sorrow

Let it be

No matter what the price is

I’ll make the sacrifices

For each tomorrow

Let it be

Can’t you be still for just one second?

There now, clear the hair out of your face

And try to fit your fingers round your waist

Piece of cake, oh God, you look great

And I know he knows some perfect thing to say

Though I don’t suppose they’d notice if we’re a little late

Let them wait, and anyways

Remember who was there to square your zipper back in place

Done in my books and bother

And a fondness for another

Well, no one waits forever

I’m torn in more than one direction

The questions open-ended by design

We’ll best these indescretions given time

Provided I might stay another night

And I know he knows, and that’s all I’m going to say

I suppose that I’ve noticed you’ve never said his name

More dour on the hour and duller by the day

No heart is always in the wrong place

Oh honey, sure I’m flattered

So forgive me for this candor

But what is it you’re after?

I’m business as usual

And you practice your birth-control

Tell me, was this as tawdry as it sounds?

Can’t be weak for just one second?

I reckon this is tough to justify

But I’ve never done one pure thing in my life

Oh, nevermind just guide these hallowed hips of mine into those equine thighs