The Sheila Divine - Kitchen Song lyrics

First in line

Becomes a prisoner

That shakes and shivers

At her feet

Next in line

Reserves a table

The american fable

The blue and blind

They meet

You're raised in life

To dream in teams

And mirror exactly what you see

With reality in front of me

Between what I know and love

This last time

I'll be ready

Well have reason (oh how I know)

Let's combine

Kissing softer

And kissing longer

Before we break

Valentine's is just a day

So drop that arrow

For my own sake