my tire, my onion bagel, my love
when you’re not round, i go nowhere
i’m flat and lifeless, needing air
when you’re not round, things feel so wrong all other shapes just don’t belong
when you’re not ’round, i’m out of whack so please be kind, and come right back
when you’re not round, things feel so wrong all other shapes just don’t belong
when you’re not ’round, i’m out of whack so please be kind, and come right back
