Album: Everything Is True
Got glue in your feathers
What brought you to this?
A flightless bird surrounded by
Red handed kids
In their borrowed black sheep's clothes
Now everybody's in on the joke
So practice your boredom
Look a thousand times removed
Cause only a freak would sing
In a crowded waiting room
They would turn you out in the cold
Because everybody's in on the joke
Are you missing a stranger
That you might have loved?
Do you feel that there's something
You don't feel enough?
There's a perfectly good poison
For the perfectly numb
If you want some
But naming the feeling
It just, it kills the charade
And if flowers should bloom
Upon your wallpaper face
It will follow you everywhere you go
Because everybody's in on the joke
Desire only burns
And envy's always green
A mind can only race
And a heart, it can only beat
There's these towering neon signs
We must uphold
To keep out the blackness
And run with the blue
Now only a fool would sing
As if he's telling the truth
Could you swallow down
That lump in your throat?
Because everybody's in on the joke
Are you missing a stranger
That you might have loved?
Do you feel that there's something
You don't feel enough?
There's a perfectly good poison....
Are you missing a stranger
That you might have loved?
Do you feel that there's something
You don't feel enough?
There's a perfectly good poison
For the perfectly numb
If you want some