ti piace un motorbike? (six pack plastic)

I am sad and lonely and lonely and scared Would you even bother? Amount to ever care? I am lost and nauseas and dazed to no end Staples and glue-sticks and large paperclips Pop, corn, and butter until I feel sick You're so cute and funny I can hardly stomach it And sure you can ride on the back of my motorcycle Then would you like to ride your tongue down the back of my throat? I think I'd like that. I swear I'm funny, I swear I could be clever I swear I'm more than a fuck in this sweaty v-neck sweater Sometimes I say things that are stupid and sometimes I stare A victim of perception as you're closer than you appear Dizzy words and crooked teeth A turtleneck catastrophe I swear the pogo stick, it slipped from deep beneath I wish I had myself some straighter teeth Narrow hallways and crooked pictures I really like this lighting though I'd maybe change the fixtures 'Cause to me they look old and dated And if the faucet drips a bit, well I would go to Lowe's and change it So we can conserve water and stop the ice caps from melting Or keep the turtles from getting stuck in that six-pack plastic Not my gatorade plastic! 'Cause there's too much smog in industrial cities like Hong Kong and probably other Ones I don't know I'd have to google that on my phone And shit, well I can't do that now 'Cause I'm on my motorcycle with you on the back And I'm driving carefully 'cause if I wreck my motorbike tonight You probably won't wanna see me again Or at least won't reply to my text in the morning when I say "Buon giorno" alluding to the fact That I struggled with Italian in high school and college That's what they call a callback 'cause I mentioned that tonight But I can't do my clever callback if I wreck my motorbike So I have to make sure I get you home Non mi piace il calcio Mi piace you Posso andare al bagno Mi piace you Non mi piace il calcio Mi piace you Posso andare al bagno Mi piace you