歌词
You've lost your mind
Turning water into wine
Keep your hands to yourself
Cannon made of glass and bells
We're in the basement now
So we better get this right
I deserve to go out
Frownin' every single night
The moral hazard of it is
That dating Amy caused a rift
Cause Amy couldn't raise her whip
A touch of naive malice
And I was in my way
Talkin' bout you
I was in my way
Talkin' bout the things you knew
I was in my way
Talkin' bout the things you do
I was in my way
Talkin' bout the things you do
I'll starve to death
And make it ugly
Coke and bread
Don't tempt me
Little mistakes
And a good excuse
Give the rest away
For you
And I was in my way
Talkin' bout you
I was in my way
Talkin' bout the things you knew
I can taste
My own lies
And they don't
Taste good
And I dread
That this life
Will be
Misunderstood
Throw me away
Along with the deaf and blind
Throw me away
Obsessed with the only guide
Hardly enough
Halos to go around
I think we left them
In the clouds
The problem of the problem
Is always me
Drink, drive and
Then deceive
Wouldn't dare to go back to sleep