There's no one to save with your albums So come on baby take off your headphones No more guitar songs It's just nervous energy you're sending to me
I got my body and my mind on the same page And honey now, happiness is all the rage I got my body and my mind on the same page And honey now, happiness
Feed the night With alibis that simplify our lives And justify our deep ends We speak in tongues Keep our conversations off the table Off the streets
Hey, Hey, where are we living now From witching to happy hour Which is hours and hours away from here And god, all of these ears and eyes Familiar faces
Now I'm breathing like a boy full of you Built like houses in the seventies Born to self-destruct in messages I dreamt of you and me, we were swimming
All trees are oaks And all birds are blue In the mountains of a magnet Are the mountains of you I'm proud of my genius just like a painter and dumb
Delaware are you aware of Air Supply and Television? Are you still there, is this thing on, am I coming down? Delaware where are you, where are you from
Yeah, I'm eatin' but I'm lose But I'm losing weight again, again Yeah, I'm eatin' but I'm lose But I'm losing weight again, again, again, again Like
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Make me a Chevy because an old Chevy made me And a young one makes me a Chevy Where would I go and how do I explain your body to the rest of my day I'
You remind me that I'm never going to be twenty-two listening to the alarm waking up south of north avenue my skin is going to wonder what I'm doing now
Some nights my room's dark Some nights my room's dark Some nights my room's dark Some nights my room's dark Some nights my room's dark Some nights my
Flickering on, sad to see the season Come and gone away My black-eyed friends couldn't stay I'm afraid Now I'm left with a mess I'm way too overdressed
Clouds are brightening, because heaven has overflowed. Mexican chocolate leaves dimples long with gushes. So when the moon disappears, heaven is over.
Bored walking on the boardwalk, New Jersey shore If I come to New York, can I sleep on your floor? I've been living out of a suitcase on the motel floor
I was just thinking Most of last Wednesday I hope we're together From here until doomsday We could be each other's arms We'd keep each other free from
At the top of the world there is a half-year sun The water's all froze And one thousand men old On the side of the hill there are no wanting eyes But
Hours after, after hours Our afternoon hours are after us now We're all arms and dangerous We're all almost famous for it And I've got names for it And