I'll see you in the morning When you pick up the clothes off the floor of your room The ones that I had ignored last night When you were so upset and I was feeling drowned In your eyes where the sun falls down Comes a look too sad to resist You ask some silly thing like if you were to kiss Oh a guy or a girl or a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend Now I feel like I could be sick You hide behind the cat because you know that I'm pissed With alcohol for self-defense With healthy fruit and vitamins Through fickle heart testosterone Through corneas and rods and cones I confess Through my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve In my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve In my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve In my heart in my heart in my throat on my sleeve I lament To the man in me