Too Little Too Late

You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray Place your swollen lips on mine You can shave your heavy head in my carpeted hallway Sure for the first time you're wearing the right clothes Now take them off Meet me on the band room rug Tie my right hand to the ride You can take a live wire into the bath with you For a feeling you can't find You can entertain your childhood friends with a tour of the bedroom Laugh to erase the dirt on your mind Oh, let's move out Meet me at the motel Tie my right hand to the Bible Too little too late but we don't say, "No" It's too much to feel Tie my right hand to the Bible