It starts off simply, well, simply enough
What's your middle name? where did you grow up?
With curious eyes we peek over the cusp
Looking for a love you can't see
And you say
"My heart is open like a clutch
Full of memories and forgotten things
It's a passionate loot, that's a little aloof
And it really really matters to me"
I want to love you like a riddle - Like the middle child
Like the best Conspiracy Theory I won't conspire to hide
And if you'll be my loving doobie I'll want to be your pride
Forsaking all the others for you
When was the last time someone was rotten to you?
That's what I ask you over too cold soup
Wantons floating, trying not to care
Eyeballs roving as our hearts lay bare - oh yea
You tell me about a time when you shacked up
Broke some dishes and you yelled too much
You were much younger than and you just didn't know
Love is not for eating crow
I want to love you like a riddle - Like the middle child
Like the best Conspiracy Theory that I won't conspire to hide
And if you'll be my loving doobie I'll want to be your pride
Forsaking all the others for you
Love is a story that I did not write
It has flowers and dinner and sex after a fight
It isn't uncouth but it isn't polite
I guess it's more a feeling to me
We were at your place when the lights went out
Thunder breaking
Bright bolt slamming down to earth
Shaking the floor boards just a little
And flooding our eyes with the scene
We lost power round 8:15
All the clocks stopped
All our ticks dispelled like mist
We pulled out the candle from linen drawers
And blew the dust from the wicks
I want to love you like a riddle - Like the middle child
Like the best Conspiracy Theory that I won't conspire to hide
And if you'll be my loving doobie I'll want to be your pride
Forsaking all the others for you