Occasions

The Brendan Hines

Compositor: The Brendan Hines

Don't think that I don't think that you
Won't be here when I return
I was too cautious but now I'm just nauseous
And I'm getting ready for the burn

But I get scorched
I get flamed by the torch that you've made
For occasions
Just like this

Strangely excited, but oddly invited
Into your house for a drink
All you've got is rum, I help myself to some,
And there's ice in the freezer, you think

But I get scorched
I get flamed by the torch that you've made
For occasions
Just like this

I don't mind waiting while you are dictating
Your plans for the rest of the night
It's one hour later, my friend used to date her
And I was just being polite

But I get scorched
I get flamed by the torch that you've made
For occasions
Just like this