We're from a long line of people
We'd describe as inconsolable
We don't know how to be helped
Yeah, we're from a whole huddle of households
Full of beds where nobody cuddled
We don't know how to be held
But I've seen baby lizards run into the river when they open their eyes
Even though no one taught them how or why
So maybe when you kiss me, I can let you see me cry
And if we keep goin' by the feelin', we can get by









