He's an angle She's a tangent There's
some flowers on the bathroom floor He's a
click track Now she makes a flashback He's a liquid He's a laugh She's a
graph He wears a sticky white shirt and
tie In those viscose clothes His watch
hand glows He's a liquid She's
elusive He's adhesive He's a trickle
down a falling wall They get married too
much She's a soft touch He's a
liquid He pulls She pushed They
read the Bible about the flood She draws the
curtains 'Cause now she's certain He's a
liquid