T-t-t-t-t-t-touch If one of these two walls could speak I'd turn the lights down long enough to hit repeat, babe Right now my vision is gone and magic
She says you'd given up Your folks told me you should be left alone on a mountain top Knocking the aeroplanes down with stones Do the whirlwind, and carry
Ooh, oh And as I rose from the rubble The way you pointed at me I wasn't looking for trouble Hey, hey, I like what I see Say if my eyes are mistaken
I've never seen you frown this much It's time that we left this haunted town The spookiness of night surrounds us in trees Us on bikes on fountains Never
Found a flaw in the ending of a book that I've read twice I set her straight, it's not based on your life There's tension in this room We'll have butterflies
And we're slow to acknowledge The knots in the laces, heart it races And we go back to where We moved out to the places, heart it races I bought it in
Night traffic in my vein I drove solo baby, before you came to life I tried Sleeping by the side of the road Ooh, hoo I'm hardly a cave man Do we hardly
We're in a restless way when the fireflies come And they light the light where there once was none I won't think about next week, I won't think until
When I found out that each and every one of you were dead Wrote a letter to the universe instead She said, I can put your mind at ease I've got a planet
Frenchy, I'm faking, Been longing to stir you up, Changing looks slightly like back in the '90s, Far and away whistle delayed delights. The prospect
Stranger danger, Danger stranger, When you gonna follow through? The mistake you don't make, Or the rain cloud covers above your house. Steal the feelings
I've got problems, I'm gonna use them I'm gonna keep them from you 'til you cry I've got machine guns, I never shoot them I only borrowed them in case
You count to seven It's usually till ten To hell with Sydney girls You're much better than them On my mattress I've been drawing a line Where I'll shut
Steal all the chandeliers down your street And call it romance Stop kissing all the neighbours that your brother meets Don't promise its chance And I
All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasing Calling police so, so we're placing, weight on minds [Incomprehensible] red sports car, Northwest dated
Drinking stolen gin from the rich people's bar next door And awkwardly I'm leaning on the shoulder Of the cousin who you choose to ignore And she says
It?s all in the windows; it?s all in the skies You pretty city the buildings wanna cry I?d leave the future for the future to play The hi-fi kids are
