Hobo Detail Shop Lyrics

You were born with a valentine mouth, a real sound
When no one was looking, you snuck in and you listened
They're all in the kitchen, she's not in the kitchen, they're all in the kitchen
You know that your's is a nametag and mine is a curse
Mine is a curse
They're all in the kitchen, she's not in the kitchen
Never had anyone talk in talk of my own never
Had anyone without it
You know, you were born with it