David Jago mouse-drawn cart music I Want You All To Myself

I get jealous of the oxygen that gets to fuck your lungs, I want to be the toilet as it drinks your number ones, the smugness of your breakfast as it sits upon your tongue, the priority that’s given to the care of your loved ones. I want you all to myself.
I’m jealous of the radiator as it gets wet with your sweat, I want to be the masking tape you kiss again and again, when the oxygen stops fucking you I know I’m number one, no smugness on your tongue, i’m your only loved one. I want you all to myself

Music/lyrics David Jago 2017