Absolute Gravity

Her gravity makes me feel light-headed
Small-talk turns to dust in my mouth
She doesn’t know that I’m already
Thinking 'bout how I’m gonna make her look my way
But she smiles at herself in mirrors
A little too often these days, maybe I’m unbalanced
The way she walks my god she’d get it
All my friends reckon she is oh so fine
But the way I talk when I’m speaking near her
She must think I crawled out of the sea today
But she smiles at herself in mirrors
A little too often these days, maybe I’m unbalanced