Naked

Edit: Skip to page 4 for revised versions of all songs but this one and "The Veteran's Show"

I wrote this with a dream girl in mind, but each verse describes a different experience I've had.
The music is written, but not recorded, so just imagine it being sung relatively fast and playfully.
It's my first song I've posted here. That being said, don't go easy with criticism.

How could I really know you?
We mostly talked with fingers
but we would write all the night through
When we got together, you weren't allowed to linger
So we ran as wildfires burned our tracks!

You're breath tastes so new,
When I kiss you I feel naive
Even though I teach you
To be friendly when we pollute
my garage and careful not to burn
the flowers there whose roots we
grind up and put in envelopes!

I tell you that I love you,
And you tell me I am cliche
but my mouth is stitched and glued,
unless I borrow from fairy tales
But you untangle my words before get to
Say them in my peculiar way
that frays the ears of people who
ignore cries of wolf by day
and believe witches trick children


We sit on roofs of my childhood,
Where rooms below I learned to read and be polite
while you were in another neighborhood,
with houses wound much to tight.
Now you teach me which fruit is ripe
for the picking, and not to steal
what's not ready to be eaten


Will will watch as cinders
erupt in each others eyes
The heat will char my lungs,
and melt the joints of my spine
with my teeth fused to my tongue I cry,
You're all i really know about life!