Leah:
Buttons are a curious thing:
To bind, conceal, and catch.
A tempting, curved, alluring shape
Revealed behind the latch.

Intimidation sparks your tongue:
A shy word with a need
To hear a covert compliment,
Or sated sigh from me

Gillian:
I sit alone in the dark shadows
The glimmer of the disco glows
Shining like the sparks in eyes of lovers
On nights in cold December.

So I round the block, (nearly two o'clock)
The ticking of my time bomb stops
And I rush to see if he's waited for me
The time has caught me finally

Leah & Gillian (Simultaneously):

L: Intimidation sparks your tongue,
A shy word with a need
To hear a covert compliment
Or sated sigh from me

G: But I don't go where I'm s'posed to
No, I don't go where I'm s'posed to.


Leah:
If you listen very closely to
The subtle song I sing
You may witness the deluge,
Relieve tactile weaving.

But solitary, once again!
(Your peak, a solo number)
I feign relaxed complacency
While you enjoy your slumber.

Gillian:
So if you feel a bite in the middle of the night
It's not me it's--

Both:
--just my appetite

Gillian:
For I yearn and crane for something I can't name
While you all play love like it's a game

Leah & Gillian (Simultaneously):
L: Intimidation sparks your tongue,
A shy word with a need
To hear a covert compliment
Or sated sigh from me

G: And it makes me strain my voice
And I've got no fucking choice
But to deal with all this noise
That I'm hating

L: But solitary, once again!
(Your peak, a solo number)
I feign relaxed complacency
While you enjoy your slumber.

G: And I come out of the wood work
Just to piece myself together
And If you must be the scissor
I'll be the paper

Both:
OH!