own, never say anything right I'm on my own, never say anything right I'm on my own, never say anything right well take me, take me back to your bed
down in the backseat As if you committed a terrible crime We break into towns worth of houses And rob whole families blind I?d do it to you like you do it to me
we all got wood and nails Your tortured (and hanging) factory Yeah, we all got wood and nails Your tortured (and hanging) factory Yeah, we all got wood and nails And we sleep inside
free, yeah you were right about me, can I get myself back from underneath this guilt that will crush me, and in the choir i saw a sad messiah, he was bored and
touch me or don?t Just let me know Where you?ve been So drop me a line with a hook and some raw bleeding bait Well I am uncaught and still swimming alone
family? And if you break Just don't tell me To be my bait To be my dream Tell me you know what I mean (Prove me wrong) Settle baby, you are not the
t talk and we don't go out. I used to know the name of every person I kissed. Now I made this bed and I can't fall asleep in it. Take me out tonight
drinking and to driving. Was losing all my friends, but I got them back. I am on the mend. At least now I can say that I am trying. And I hope you
sorry and sweep me under the rug And a beating with a book everyone the book tells you to love There is an ember in the heart of the kiln And its burning
I can never love you [x2] I can never love you, I can never reach you [x8]
Space cadet, pull out. Space cadet, pull out. Space cadet.... pull out.
and wives On the day that I show up They'll be completely out Of their forgiveness supplies And I cant use the telephone To tell you that I'm dead and
my taste for the company of airports and cars We flew through the year and avoided the dust and rock. We stood in the way of the tank till we bored and
They can fire everything they've got And what do you think? I'm sunk? I will float on and die I am fine to put your gun to my life And know I'm scared
and nails, we're tongue tied to a hating factory Yeah, we all got wood and nails, we're tongue tied to a hating factory Yeah, we all got wood and nails, and
And sweep me under the rug And a beating with a book everyone, the book tells you to love There is an ember in the heart of the kiln And it's burning
inside With a pedal to the floor who could ask for more A fantastic way to kill some time And you could lay on your back and be beaten You could put up your fists and
to us You explode You firefly, you tiny boat With all feather on The world tilts back and pours and pours and so You satellite You tidal wave, you're a big surprise And