Give The Sign

You pull your cover sheets over your head
Hello’s down at the end of the bed
There’s a magazine on the floor
You would know but there be
No backing out at me
Don’t try to cut me free
Yours if you say your mine
Yours if you give me the sign
There’s a list you hold inside of you
Of many things you feel you must see through
How many of those has the red pen crossed
How many lost where there be
No backing out at me
Don’t try to cut me free
Yours if you say your mine
Yours if you give me the sign
No backing out at me
Don’t try to cut me free
Yours if you say your mine
Yours if you give me the sign