You're pouting in your sleep

I'm waking still yawning

We're proving to each other

That romance is boring

Still there are things I could do

If I was half prepared to

Prove to each other that romance is boring

Start as you mean to continue

Complacent and self-involved

You're trying not to be nervous

If you were trying at all

I will wake

I will bake phallic cake

Take your diffidence

Make it my clubhouse

But my straits swim in lies

Ventricle cauterized

It's the way of living that I espouse

You're pouting in your sleep

I'm waking still yawning

We're proving to each other

That romance is boring

Still there are things I could do

If I was half prepared to

Prove to each other that romance is boring

We are two ships that pass in the night

You and I we are nothing alike

I am a pleasure cruise

You a direct to trawl

Return less empty

Nothing at all

You're pouting in your sleep

I'm waking still yawning

We're proving to each other

That romance is boring

Still there are things I could do

If I was half prepared to

Prove to each other that romance is boring