Her Space Holiday - Something to Do With My Hands
I’ll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the southWith my old watch on your wristAnd my thumbs inside your mouthSuck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue of how much I’ve been touching you.
It doesn’t take much for me to come unglued.
Her Space Holiday making math more bearable.
So your boyfriend has no clue of how much I’ve been touching you