The Charm

Birth control for rock and roll
Hold your fire for the baby girl
In retrospect, you were not ready for us
So out of touch beyond a burn
It’s out of my control, I’ve learned
That it’s shit that it’s hard to admit that to ya
Does it exist on a subconscious plane?
Or am I making an excuse for your behaviour again?
Infantile desires like a two-step genuflect
No disrespect

I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
Well you’re a little bit Liberace
And I’m a little bit lost control
Tongue tied right up like a cherry stalk, but I’ve got nowhere else to go

Lemonade and razor blades
Sucking face and cutting shapes
I live, I breathe, I bleed
And you’re freaking out cos you just don’t get it
Does it exist on a subconscious plane?
Or am I making an excuse for your behaviour again?
Self-respect like Bertolt Brecht
It’s called the distancing effect

I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
Well you’re a little bit Liberace
And I’m a little bit lost control
Tongue tied right up like a cherry stalk ’cause I’ve got nowhere left to go

I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
I’ve got charm
Well you’re a little bit Liberace
And I’m a little bit lost control
Tongue tied right up like a cherry stalk, ’cause I’ve got nowhere left to go