You
You were lookin' for the answers
To a question no one even asked
You
You were searchin' for a punchline
To a joke that long ago had passed
The shame that lasts
You
You were siftin' through the wreckage
Of a plane that never even crashed
But if, if
You moved beyond these moments
I'd be a real proponent because all things pass
When you think
That you said something wrong
I'll make a list for you darlin'
Of words that don't belong
If it seems right
Then don't wait long
I'll hold you tight my darlin' and play your favourite song
And play your favourite song
You
You were tiltin' off your axis
In a place that never felt like home
But when, end
You were off to the exits
I give you all the credit, you recognized
When you think
That you said something wrong
I'll make a list for you darlin'
Of words that don't belong
If it seems right
Then don't wait long
I'll hold you tight my darlin' and play your favourite song
And play your favourite song
And play your favourite song
I want to be your BlackBox
I want to be your slush funds
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one
I want to be your BlackBox
I want to be your slush funds
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one
I want to be your BlackBox
I want to be your slush funds
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one
I want to be your BlackBox
I want to be your slush funds
I want to be your caisse noire
I want to be your special one
I want to be your special one