Well you're wrapped up in a blanket and you're staring at the The conversation's moderated by the streets below I never wanna you baby, I'm just a mess with a name and a price And now I'm drunker than before, they me drinking doesn't make me nice
You never know some people will go Yeah people been hurtin' me You can tell by look, by the slightest In the or the blink of an eye
Well then we'll see what say and we'll do what they do But that doesn't a goddamn thing You can listen if you want, you can listen if you Yeah they'll talk, yeah they'll even
now, oh oh oh oh oh They come singing through the window, through the trees, yeah They're singing trough the bright spring now, oh oh oh oh oh Yeah they love you they need you, but someday you're gonna need to some other kind of place to go, oh
Now you're standing in the kitchen, and you're out my drink Well there's a obvious difference, and it's that one of us can think If there's a bump in the yeah you fix it, But for me I'll just run off the But you've got me cornered, and I haven't got a place to go
You never know where some will go Yeah people been hurtin' me You can by look, by the slightest crook In the or the blink of an eye
Well then we'll see what they say and we'll do they do But doesn't mean a goddamn thing You can listen if you want, you can if you don't they'll talk, yeah they'll even sing
now, oh oh oh oh oh They come singing the window, singing through the trees Yeah they're singing trough the spring leaves now, oh oh oh oh oh (sing it loud, sing it loud) Yeah they you when they need you, but someday you're gonna need to some other kind of place to go, don't you know Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh