Testo Milk

if it weren't for you, i'd still talk in riddles
and use my thumbs only for empty space
to emphasise the awkward silence
right in the middle between not so important words.

if it weren't for you, i would still know how to stop
with boundaries like barb wired frontiers
and only one dog door hidden somewhere to cross, i can't even see the border from here.

you see, i don't think you're wasting time,
if i could just make all the inner clocks stop ticking.
we might meet in the dark and quickly wipe the blood off our mouths,
i'd still think i know what you're thinking.

if it weren't for you, i'd still be so damn good at lying
and believing that love's some stupid card trick
made out of jacks, queens, hearts and diamonds,
with you i'd gladly drink too much milk until it makes our stomachs sick.