No Covers!

Hugh, Guy, and ghosts

A cover of a cover is really a sheet

A lover is a lover no matter how they meet (cute?)

If a woman ain’t a mother than she ain’t complete

The baby brings the arrows and a brand new downbeat (Just shoot!)

 

If a man ain’t a liar than he just ain’t discrete

Done all the damage and saved the receipts

Oh shit!

What do you have to cover up so desperately?

How many secrets do you keep?

Maybe its just Maybeline?

Maybe you’re just stuck between?

Everything means everything

And everything needs to be

Covered up

 

Cover me up and string me along 

I still won’t sing your stupid fucking song 

(If we didn’t write it)

Gender swapped vocals like vermouth with a twist

To please all the locals and pretend you exist 

(You can’t fight it)