Infrared

How can nothing ever mean something? It goes from white to gray so fast A new pool on a strange mattress Helps me catch up with my past Pass me something to wipe with We're so easy to please Do you worry that it's loaded? Laced with a million little me's So are you up for the hat trick Or are you down for a rest? As the whitest light between our legs Or hidden in my chest And if they see us on the stairs Or if they catch us on the sink Move quickly and brush it off With a giggle and a wink At least we know we're fuckable At least we're sated and we're tired At least the bedroom stinks And we know we're desired --- Infrared - Arab Strap