How can nothing ever mean something

It goes from white to grey so fast

A new pool on a strange mattress

Helps me catch up with my past

Pass me something to wipe with

Were so easy to please

Do you worry that its loaded

Laced with a million littles mes

So are you up for the hat-trick

Or are you down for a rest

Is the whitest light between our legs

Or hidden in my chest

And if they see us on the stairs

Or if they catch us on the sink

Move quickly and brush it off

With a giggle and a wink

At least we know were f**kable

At least were sated and were tired

At least the bedroom stinks

And we know were desired