Crack my head open on your kitchen floor
To prove to you that I have brains
Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls
Down golden roads that lead to nowhere
Fine time to fake a seizure
To feel your mouth on mine, you're saving me
Whatever happened to that silly dream you had?
I want to make it real
I'd love to rub your back
Like a plane crash that never hits the ground
I fall in love with you
I'm nose over tail for you
Your voice like the sound of sirens to a house on fire
You're saving me
To prove to you that I have brains
Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls
Down golden roads that lead to nowhere
Fine time to fake a seizure
To feel your mouth on mine, you're saving me
Whatever happened to that silly dream you had?
I want to make it real
I'd love to rub your back
Like a plane crash that never hits the ground
I fall in love with you
I'm nose over tail for you
Your voice like the sound of sirens to a house on fire
You're saving me
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Peace grease