crack my head open on your kitchen floor
to prove to you that i have brains
meanwhile tin men are led by little girls
down golden roads that lead to nowhere
fine time to fake a seizure
feel your mouth on mine, you're saving me
whatever happened to that silly dream you had?
i want to make it real
i'd love to rub your back
like a plane crash that never hits the ground
i fall in love with you
i'm nose over tail for you
your voice like the sound of sirens to a house on fire
you're saving me
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