I don't want to take what you can give Can't buy what I want because its free The waiting drove me mad You're finally here and I'm a mess I take your entrance back Can't let you roam inside my head I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather

Now it's a long way down Now we're heading up high Where no harm will get in our way Will we ever touch ground again? We won't go in, we won't go Why end it? Why end it? See, when you're holding on to all that you can't Be, know that all there is to gain

Supper's almost done Go ahead and call your friends 'Cause we got room for everyone Let's make some memories, 'round this 9 foot pine At the family table It's just an old piece of wood On top of four legs It's got a few coffee stains, and a thousand

This is the place The smell of air conditioning The fish are belly up You’ve been stuck in a lift Empty all your pockets Because it’s time to come home Sit down, you’re safe now We’ve been trying to reach you, Thom It won’t hurt ever again

It's fighting back them butterflies It's call it in the air, alright Yes sir, we want the ball And it's knocking heads and talking trash It's slinging mud and dirt and grass It's I got your number, I got your back When your back's against the wall You

(Have some mercy on me) Hey alligator, have some mercy on me And you should know by now my heart is in your teeth Cold blooded, hot headed, I love it, I can't escape you Why do I come back for more? It's human nature Have some mercy on me Hold me tight

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

You know you're lost when you feel transparent One foot in the open Ten feet ahead Build your own ladder And don't lie to yourself Secrets left above the grave (It's not for one to keep) You're all so self destructive

In my head, it's going down In my head, I see you all over me In my head, you fulfill my fantasy In my head, you'll be screaming more I'll be your teacher, I'll show you the ropes (show you the ropes) I can see it going down, going down Just leave with

The tactful cactus by your window Surveys the prairie of your room The mobile spins to its collision Clara puts her head between her paws They've opened shops down the West side Will all the cacti find a home But the key to the city Is in the sun that