Oh my god Is on the table And? are open But now it's spilling over Would you grab the mob And pick it up It's time I have to go to work And it hurts my shoulder blades But when you clean the floor Maybe I could love you more Oh my god Is on the table And? You wrote your little letter I can read what it says In your eyes You wrote When you go to work It hurts my shoulder blades And when I'm on the floor I can't love you more Oh... Oh my god Please don't go And leave me on my own Which won't be forever Now it's over So I'll go to work And it'll hurt my shoulder blades But when I hit the floor Then you'll love me more