Canary

A new face
I know, but look at differently

What's right? I still cum when called
Held against a crashing wave
Sea salt; tip-toe around
A new, a new smell

Will I ever get used to it?
A new face in my sleep
Three stones on a porcelain plate
Two for you, one for me

Manipulating a canary's tune
Beautiful; you float across the floor
Am I tricking myself?
Or is the winner really gone?

I can hear you breaking in
Take whatever you want, you want
I can hear you breaking in
Take whatever you want