Shall we beat this or celebrate it?

You're not the one to talk things through

You checked your texts while I masturbated

Manelich, I feel so used



Found myself on Spencer's Butte

Traced your shadow with my shoe

Empty outline changed my view

Now all of me thinks less of you



On the sheet I see your horizon

All of me pressed onto you

But in this light you look like Poseidon

I'm just a ghost you walk right through



Saw myself on Spencer's Butte (All of me wants all of you)

Landscape changed my point of view (All of me wants all of you)

Revelation may come true (All of me wants all of you)

Now all of me thinks less of you (All of me wants all of you)



(All of me wants all of you)