similar in tone to Butch. actually about someone i know's personality.

throw your bike in the hatch and ill take you home
kill your tortoise, in a fight and ill fix your bone

reclusive doll, unloose in all
you're on the ball and there's nothing else that's true

ride your bike the wrong way on down the street
keep going forward and maybe we'll meet
green tainted drawl filled with alcohol
tight as a drum, you're not as dumb as you look and i'm backwards too
too

you are my mic and that's all there is
there is no longer hers or his
i've fought enough with cement gloves
to be lost to someone you love

reclusive doll, unloose in all
you're on the ball and it's going to hell
hell, going to
hell
going to hell