Caisse Noire

You You were lookin' for the answers To a question no one even asked You You were searchin' for a punchline To a joke that long ago had passed The shame that lasts You You were siftin' through the wreckage Of a plane that never even crashed But if, if You moved beyond these moments I'd be a real proponent because all things pass When you think That you said something wrong I'll make a list for you darlin' Of words that don't belong If it seems right Then don't wait long I'll hold you tight my darlin' and play your favourite song And play your favourite song You You were tiltin' off your axis In a place that never felt like home But when, end You were off to the exits I give you all the credit, you recognized When you think That you said something wrong I'll make a list for you darlin' Of words that don't belong If it seems right Then don't wait long I'll hold you tight my darlin' and play your favourite song And play your favourite song And play your favourite song I want to be your BlackBox I want to be your slush funds I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your BlackBox I want to be your slush funds I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your BlackBox I want to be your slush funds I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your BlackBox I want to be your slush funds I want to be your caisse noire I want to be your special one I want to be your special one