Forbidden

Underwater, smokey cafe
On the Saturday, with you
It is summer, and we are summer and
We are summer through and through
Andy Warhol is in your bedroom, the
Lucky fucker saw you first
There were worlds swimming underwater
But not a drop to quench my thirst
You see, this is my first love song baby
I just wanted it to go showing you, well, how
How deep I am for you
How far I swam for you
How deep I am for you, baby
So I’ll pretend it’s all for granted and give it up for dead
But I’ll secretly enchant it and dream of it instead
And don’t you worry, they won’t ever know what rested in my head
For it has caused too much damage now
From now on you must only know the outside of my head
Of my head