is the placeSit down, you’re safe been

you lonely?Are you living on the seat of your

police, arrest this manHe talks in maths, I say

can you stop the noise, I'm trying to get

the next world warIn a jackknifed juggernautI am born

all the good things and badRunning down the hillAll

areThe sun and moon and stars are youI could

No longer caught upBig church wallMaking some noise with a pair

up, said she wanted more of that stuffThe

I wanna live with a cinnamon girlI could be happy the

When you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're just

When you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're just

We're the orchestra to your boardAnd we beg for the scraps

don't wanna be your friendI just wanna be your

do you want from me, now you got me?Now

I hate these flaming curtains they're not the color of your

heart that's full up like a landfillA job that

jumped in the river and what did I see?Black-eyed angels

you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're

Yeah, I've never even turned the rambler, sounds amazing! Like