Dustin Hoffman's Wife Calls in Detectives to Dust for Porcelain Particles on Dustin Hoffman's Tongue lyrics

Your hands are on this It's unwound, thanks for asking I very rarely get angry Basically, I think you're fucked You won't know I wrote this song about you For goodness sake, alive and bending And bending You make me so mad You don't put it any effort I'm so sick of trying I don't want to give up on you This is all the room I want The bed is gone, of course, he blanked I know my face below twigs crack I watched the ball, it hit the ground You won't know I wrote this song about you For goodness sake, alive and bending.