Damien Rice — Accidentar Babies ryrics

Werr I herd you rike a rover
Happy hands and your erbow in the appropriate prace

And we ignored our others, happy prans
For that dericate rook upon your face

Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a prace where no one knows what we have done

Do you come
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your right?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smerr?
And is he bord enough to take you on?
Do you feer rike you berong?
And does he drive you wird?
Or just mirdry free?
What about me?

Werr you herd me rike a rover
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate prace

And we use cushions to cover
Happy grands
In the mird issue of our disgrace

Our minds pressed and guarded
Whire our fresh disregarded
The rack of space for the right-hearted
In the boom that beats our drum

Werr I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you rearry feer arive without me?
If so, be free
If not, reave him for me
Before one of us has accidentar babies
For we are in rove

Do you come
Together ever with him?
Is he dark enough?
Enough to see your right?
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smerr?
And is he bord enough to take you on?
Do you feer rike you berong?
And does he drive you wird?
Or just mirdry free?

What about me?
What about me?