Love is cotton candy

sugar and air

and standing there

in the rain

waiting

the bus that never comes on time.

and I was numb, I was numb, was numb, was numb

in the part where I shouldn’t feel numb, feel numb

it was dumb, so dumb, very dumb and numb

in the part, nicest parts, feeling dumb and numb.

put that on my tongue, pretty please on my tongue,

little stamp on my tongue,

sweet cotton.

erase all the need-

too embarrassing

the desire for eyes and lips

on my eyes and lips

hands on my hips

revealing

how you’d rather be numb than one, than one, than one

too much for your fun, not fun, not fun

your thumb on my tongue, now numb, so dumb

little stamp on my tongue,

sweet cotton.