Clean

Sometimes it simply isn't fair
To do the things you do to me
Of course, I do not really care
Because you do them beautifully
But also so inscrutably
I am not ever really sure
What is your point of view, you see.
And since I am so insecure
About that point, I much prefer
To lie back and experience
Your actions, and to think them pure
Than analyze significance.
So I am happy knowing less
Since it involves so much less mess.