Dan my heart upon my sleeveMy head down low,

you hold the lineWhen every one of them has

two, things firstI'ma say all the words inside

I out of touch? Am I out of my

time for anyone telling youOff for all your deedsNo

a reckless mistakeI'm a cold night's intakeI'm a one

up to ash and dustI wipe my brow but

for cover, my sense of fear is running thinUnder

took a walk on a Saturday nightFog in the

I: Nothing Left to knows how long I've

for cover, my sense of fear is running thinUnder

long days in the desert sunYou got 40 million

livin' now, but feelin' adriftNothin' seems to go your

things firstI'ma say all the words inside my headI'm

the days are cold and the cards all foldAnd

only one way out, there's only one way inHow

it before you lose it so it'll never

happy, happy, happyHappy, happy, happy, happyHappy, happy, happy,

my hipsThey seem to shake a bit, a golden

see the seas, and see the sea sea seaBut when