Something Boring

And I'll pawn my dignity,

And trade it in for a look outside,

At the birds and the bees in my love,

And she'll erase her memory,

Replace it with an ocean blues,

An elegant ruse,

And I'll take off my skin,

And wrap it around you,

A tale of one to two,

We'll distort our memories,

And trade them in for some time outside,

Where we're alive, we're alive, we're alive

And if all is left are the rhymes in my head,

I'll take you there someday,

And swim with me in an ocean of coffee,

As I shake all through the night,

I need you to be something more,

I need you to be something more,

I need you to be something more,

I need you to be something boring,

I need you to be something boring,

I need you to be something boring,

I need you to be something boring,

I need you to be something real,

I need you to be something real,

I need you to be something real,

I need you to be something real.