if the mattress was a table top and the bed sheet was a page we'd be written out like a couple of question marks my convex to your concave we'd be lying here at the end of a sentence that asksare you ready now are you gonna glow in the dark are you gonna show me how
do you like to watch when water misbehaves do you like waves as the wind shifts and shifts again the sail smiles and gently slaps around the mast ballast ballast ballast
when you come to me come to me with cake in your pocket come to me nicely with that soft kinda cake that's mostly icing come to me ready and rude bring me angel food angel food
Ani DiFranco Lyrics brought to you by danah boyd since 1995