You must be an astronaut, all that space you wanted. Heart of yours screamin’ out to me Now you're speaking in soliloquy? Pen it, silly with inked-up quill, see? Little patchwork quilts thinking this is easy. Stained in black like a matchbox back, It's a fact, my itty-bitty breezy fuckboy. Commitment? huh? Consistently inconsistent, how does anyone put up with it? You say I love it, not them, not her. The lust, the rush, leavin’ on a whim. You must be (You must be) (You must be) You must be an astronaut, all that space you wanted. Loose lips sink ships, fussy little fuckboy. Choose it or choose me lose us? ok why? Lucky most days if I get a “hi,” so I get high, Cotton your mouth, my humor runs dry. Oh no don’t you start, don’t you cry, Oh no don’t you start, don’t you cry. Tears on cue ain’t art this time, Oh no don’t you start, don’t you cry. This is my moment, Mr. Martyr, how tragic. it ain't magic, this major tragedy, call me your majesty. You may say Lord and Savior, I say you make me board now I say you may save it. Loose lips, sink ships, Loose lips, sink ships, Mr Astronaut Heard it all before, done and dusted. Not me anymore, just a lust fit. Time to quit it, went home, and crushed it. Not an addict, sit in my attic all nostalgic, See our pictures, hear your whispers, Fake I love you’s little fissures, break me all apart, frame it, works of art Wait, You wished upon a star? Tell me, I’m dying to know How far you’re willing to go. You must be an astronaut, all that space you wanted. My mistake: didn’t know mr spaceman that your space meant you went and stayed at her place again. Oh no don’t you start, don't you cry, Oh no don’t you start, don't you cry. Tears on cue ain’t art this time, Oh no don’t you start, don't you cry. Yeah, whatever, bye. Loose lips, sink ships, Loose lips, sink ships, You must be You must be You must be an astronaut all that space you wanted. And now you got it
