Flip the Switch - Le Prince Miiaou

I’m the girl in the haze, I’m the hole in the picture

I’m the gale in your neighborhood

I am the shape in the dark and I’m holding on for light

As long as you don’t flip the switch in your heart

I’m the lipstick trace on your mirror

The curveball at the end of the bar

I’m the bobby pin under your pillow

I’m the click of your door that shuts in the night

I’m a gal in your maze

Full of hoes and other creatures

You lonely pal, you’re a mess

I know your heart rears back while I’m holding on for light

I’m the lipstick trace on your mirror

The curveball at the end of the bar

I’m the lack in your arms, I’m a flash in the pan

I’m the bobby pin under your pillow

Since you don’t flip the switch

I’m the click of your door that shuts

Since you don’t flip the switch

I’m still the click of your door that shuts

In the night

I’m the girl, I’m the hole, I’m the gale

I’m a gal, I’m a hoe, I’m a mess

I’m the lipstick trace on your mirror

The curveball at the end of the bar

I’m the lack in your arms, I’m a flash in the pan

I’m the bobby pin under your pillow

Since you don’t flip the switch

I’m the click of your door that shuts

Since you don’t flip the switch

I’m still the click of your door that shuts

In the night