Your mind is rough just like the train tracks
Near the streets that we called home.
And everytime i cross your mind
It rattles both of our body's bones.
You can tell that we lived under
The power lines when we were growing up.
We're both a little crazy and baby
Call me leftovers, but you're old news.
I've got my bags packed. i'm ready to go.
It's getting lonely, dark and cold
In the back of your mind.
I have to know what you want of that light feels like,
That pours in from your hazel stained glass eyes.
I'm gonna stowaway on your train of thought
And keep you awake in bed at night.
That ringing in your ear is just me my dear.
I'll try to be there by the morning light.
I am the answer of the questions you haven't asked yet;
And as soon i say you're all off your tongue
The cold bowl over your head will explode,
And illuminate my name in sparkling gold.
You can tell that we lived under
The power lines when we were growing up.
We're both a little crazy, can you blame me?
For thinking maybe you could be my lady.
I packed my bags and a map of your head,
It says i'm only six centuries from the front o' your mind.
I have to know what to want of that light feels like,
That pours in from your hazel stained glass eyes.
I'm gonna stowaway on your train of thought
And keep you awake in bed at night.
That ringing in your ear is just me my dear.
I'll try to be there by the morning light.
We grew up togheter, why don't we grow old togheter?
We grew up togheter, we belong togheter.
We're both fucked. life handed out all of our luck
To all the kids who want to piss and making out,
And just trying to grow old.
We grew up togheter, why don't we grow old togheter?
We grew up togheter, we belong togheter.
Is that so crazy?
I'm gonna stowaway on your train of thought
And keep you awake in bed at night.
That ringing in your ear is just me my dear.
I'll try to be there by the morning light.
I'm gonna stowaway on your train of thought
And keep you awake in bed at night.
That ringing in your ear is just me my dear
I'll try to be there by the morning light