By chance are you free Here's my room key and splayed limbs When I do me I play to win - Yeah (Promptly after we meet...) You'll need to go drink absinthe Under trees that grow leaves of absence (I left your ass alone) While nursing hearts like leaking gaskets This freedom it tastes funny I am a case study Dealing with utilitarian uses of love To the ladies I'll be vague Because I'm stretching my seed banks Dipping my toe in the sleaziest cesspools above My stage persona can be nude Because the following day, it's renewed And my subconscious is seafood - Yeah When you invite me, I cross over You'll smell burning and a waft sulfur You've crashed along the soft shoulder (We've got time) (We've got time) Value sets and other moral imperatives Don't have a place And frankly we don't give a fuck about them - You do - I don't - You do - I don't - Yes, you do - No, I don't - You do - No, I don't We don't give a fuck about them We don't give a fuck about them We don't give a fuck about them (... of love) The sex drive stupefies Makes you feel like you're in Junior High My impulses go unsupervised - Yeah I prowl on foot and spin a yarn When the crowd looks like wind farms My defense mechanism's been disarmed Yeah - This freedom it tastes funny I am a case study Dealing with utilitarian uses of love Yeah - This freedom it tastes funny I am a case study Dealing with utilitarian uses of love (Love)