Cartwheels

My wounds are nice and salted, dear
I never got to thank-you right,
I was finished long before i could see
Quite what you had in mind for me

Im doing cartwheels

Now the pessimism in me yawns,
As im pissing on their perfect front lawns,
A voice calls out befind my back
and I take off onto the grounds

Im doing cartwheels

It'll all tie me up into knots

i didnt mean to speak out of tune
you can sit and wtach me quirm
nowe the party is all in swing
i wish i hada friend i could bring

I'm doing Cartwheels

You're really loving this aren't you dear?

Now you've got me on the ropes out here

With nowhere else to run to now

Just stay and face the music

It'll all tie me up into knots