I've been listening to your sisters
As you are finally going home
I've been whispering to your sisters
I say walk, walk into the sun
Snake us down to your
Paint us down to your
Everytime I try to stay
There's something standing in my way
Guess it's kind of getting late
In all the trouble I have made
I've been listening to your blister
As you are finally going home
I've been whispering to you sisters
I say walk, walk into the sun
Well deny it, mistify it
Like that payphone never get home
Kind of handsome violation
Coming my way into my tuesday
Snake us down to your
Paint us down to your
Tumble down alabaster city
She don't cry
Where she can let herself so down
And let it die