"Secret Weapon" lyrics

You were praying on a billboard Sunday
I know, I know, I know what turns you on
'Cause you're a singer, but you play the market too
I know, I know, I know what turns you on
Comb your teeth with distortion, then spit when you're bored
I know, I know, I know what turns you on
Working hard just to appear worth something new
I know, I know, I know what turns you on

I'm your engine, lovely secret weapon
I know, I know, I know what gets you off
Paying tribute to the shit of the cornerstores
I know, I know, I know what gets you off
Pulling sea to the shore so you can reach the bottom
I know, I know, I know what turns you off
Anything that makes you feel worth something else
I know, I know, I know what turns you on

So I comb my teeth while you're wearing your crest
I know, I know, I know what turns you on
And you pull out my hair while I bury the sound
I know, I know, I know what turns you on
I don't feel closer to you
I just feel resigned

Fits the same, either way we've tried
We just won't talk about it, we just won't talk about it
Ticker tape, mind reading wiring
We just won't talk about it, we just won't talk about it

I don't feel closer to you
I just feel resigned

Fits the same, either way we've tried
Ticker tape, mind reading wiring
Did you think I'd really change?
We just won't talk about it, we just won't talk about it
Now I get to play my own fucking games
We just won't talk about it, we just won't talk about it