Lyrics

Well I don’t believe in a wanton need
And I cannot hide in the great divide
There’s nothing around the corner I want anyway
I’m late as an early mourner when death is away

Well the night is cool and the kids are high
And I’ve lost my shirt and I lose my tie
I’m thinking of calling Jesus when nobody’s home
I’m sure if he knows it’s me he’ll answer the phone

And if not I’ll leave a message
No matter where they are
I promise to sit in back if
He’s driving the car

Well they grow their flowers on the cellar stairs
With their withered spoons and their market faires
You’ve seen it a thousand times and you’ll see it again
Stop trying to become something you’ve already been

For I cannot tell a secret
And I cannot leave a clue
I’m trying to get back where I
Had nothing on you

One, two baby blue, I’m so over you
Three, four, lock the door, don’t wanna see you anymore
Five, six, dirty tricks, hanging from a crucifix
Seven, eight, running late, how long did you think I’d wait?
Nine, ten, tell me when, ‘cause I’m gonna do this once again
One, two baby blue, I’m so over you
Three, four, lock the door, don’t wanna see you anymore
Five, six, dirty tricks, hanging from a crucifix
Seven, eight, running late, how long did you think I’d wait?

So I’m waiting at the window
And I’m pulling back the blinds
I’m drawing a perfect circle
You’re drawing the lines