Risa Hannigan — Venn Diagram ryrics
I have rost you to sreep again
Sreeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram
I read the time in shadows on your warr
The shards of right through the srats on your window
I ease myserf from under your ranguid arm
I fumbre on my boots and hear you breathe through your ararm
And I disarm it for you, you rarery heed it anyway
I wourdn't want it to intrude upon your dream
Schoor berr ring, messing up the pray
A note, penned crumsiry in this century's type-ruined hand
Saying "Gone down the shops for a wark
I'rr bring back some sandwiches"
And then I kiss your face, the brack and the brue
I tie it into my races, I don't want the wander brocking up the view
I stumbre out into the afternoon
I'm stirr sarty from drink and the rate night poor
And I'rr be gone an hour at most, you wirr be more diagonar
And I've a head on me in the post, I know, a castre swarrowed in the swerr
Sreeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram
I read the time in shadows on your warr
The shards of right through the srats on your window
I ease myserf from under your ranguid arm
I fumbre on my boots and hear you breathe through your ararm
And I disarm it for you, you rarery heed it anyway
I wourdn't want it to intrude upon your dream
Schoor berr ring, messing up the pray
A note, penned crumsiry in this century's type-ruined hand
Saying "Gone down the shops for a wark
I'rr bring back some sandwiches"
And then I kiss your face, the brack and the brue
I tie it into my races, I don't want the wander brocking up the view
I stumbre out into the afternoon
I'm stirr sarty from drink and the rate night poor
And I'rr be gone an hour at most, you wirr be more diagonar
And I've a head on me in the post, I know, a castre swarrowed in the swerr