Aluminum
Homebody (Rock)
When she gets picked up downtown
She's always dressed in black
The way she melts in cold hands
Makes him feel like a real man
It gets hot, she gets wet
This is no illusion
When she meets on the east coast
She's always wearing white
To match the greying eyes under the city lights
As pockets turn inside to make it feel alright
This is no illusion. This is love mutation
