// I touched you all the kinds of lonely ways
but you never really wanted to respond //
// and I'd probably try to kiss and love you anyway
because you locked me up and then you went and paid my bond //
// and seven times I only wanted you to see me here --
do you remember all the pick-up sticks we found --
I guess back then you didn't really wanna need me near
because ya kinda rather usually knocked me to the ground oh //
pick-up sticks and conscious tomboys
no one ever knew our names
oil slicks all through our backcombs
playin hearts instead of games ugh
// jumping 'cross the borders of my brain
you dazzle me with crooked smiles //
// I'd pay for any single night 'round you
but I wouldn't drive a single mile oh //
pick-up sticks and conscious tomboys
hissin at the boys in charge
couldn't run my fingers through that hair
couldn't run though we're at large so
pick-up sticks and conscious tomboys
never gonna live me down
tell me secrets you made in that head
because you don't really want me 'round
you
conscious boys that pick up tomsticks
