The Fuss - Cabin

I should have known you’d arrive

Uninvited undying monster

Another love I could deny

Or try to hide it like flying saucers

Is it the first one of a kind

Or a China design imposter

It was all my fault

And it was worth the fuss

Cause when it all pays off

LIke it always does

A bitter taste of salt

As the make-up runs

It better change my pulse

If I’m gonna waste my lungs

It’s getting worse

I’m sure it’s fine

Never mind that we’re kind of awkward

A slow divorce and given time

Will start dividing the China saucers

It doesn’t hurt to let them cry

And sing a lullaby of monsters

It was all my fault

And it was worth the fuss

Cause when it all pays off

LIke it always does

A bitter taste of salt

As the make-up runs

It better change my pulse

If I’m gonna waste my lungs