Heads on the floor
Hearts in your mouth but my heads on the floor
Back to the door
Man I thought that I knew better than to get too close
The problem ain’t out there it’s the devil you know
Send me down the rope
Brought the rain
But you never made a sound
All the violence in your mouth
Another dreamer falling down
I could see it now
How you never turned around
The believers coming down
Baby I know it’s tragic
Got the ghost locked up in the attic
Got me paying for my habit with you
Looking too close it’s plastik
Just a note left sitting on a mattress
Thinking I can’t hate you back but I do
Hard boiled man
Keep kicking up dirt but I do what I can
I don’t understand
Oh innocence where have you been?
I’m trying to forget
Keep it all locked up with the faucet drips
How you bit your lip
Filled a space
But you never made a sound
All the violence in your mouth
Another dreamer falling down
I could see it now
How you never turned around
The believers coming down
Baby I know it’s tragic
Got the ghost locked up in the attic
Got me paying for my habit with you
Looking too close it’s plastik
Just a note left sitting on a mattress
Thinking I can’t hate you back but I do
Baby I know (I won’t forget)
Looking too close (My innocence)
Baby I know (I won’t forget)
Looking too close (Oh)
Baby I know (I won’t forget)
Looking too close (My innocence)
Baby I know (I won’t forget)
Looking too close (Oh)
Baby I know it’s tragic
Got the ghost locked up in the attic
Got me paying for my habit with you
Looking too close it’s plastik
Just a note left sitting on a mattress
Thinking I can’t hate you back but I do