Stalling is swell, reflecting the crowd Steady, letting the fruit of her brow Boil you so well Fictitious styles of living, we've expected to the worst But this is all you're giving, half of what you're worth Pigeonholed in battle, overtones of snow in her clutch Falling to lies, one more breath destroys the best of you The death of you Stalling is swell, reflecting the crowd Steady, letting the fruit of her brow Boil you so well Precious gift and burden, deep within your skin But parasitic pleasures are closer than kin Please expose your shadows, such concerns are products of love Falling to lies, one more pride destroys our trust in you Our love for you Stalling is swell, reflecting the crowd Steady, letting the fruit of her brow Boil you so well As you kiss the abstract And pray it's everything you'd hoped for The smell of her, the thrill of her, the food of her, the use of her Is killing everything that you've worked for The smell of her, the thrill of her, the food of her, the use of her Is killing everything that you've worked for Stalling is swell, reflecting the crowd Steady, letting the fruit of her brow Boil you so well The smell of her, the thrill of her, the food of her, the use of her Love somebody