The Callow and the Hale

Well you shook like a tree
Tumbled over and fell
You fell darling the world
In every singular cell
Well your tender footed heart and started raising some hell
Still dressed with the best of sale
Oh the callow will burry the hale
So lets get out of here
So you went and stung a rope and hung your heart out to dry
Declared yourself dead to every man in your life
Hopefuls of your humble meet the weight of the climb
Still dressed with the best of sale
Oh the callow will burry the hale
So let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
With this heel stuck deep your statue shakes its head
So raise your glass and hail the king of your regret
Hey! Hey! Hey!
So you cut yourself to roses just to hire the thorns
Among the branches of lovers that’s where heartache is born
Unless you find a nest for both your firs to adorn
Still dressed with the best of sale
Lord you let the callow try to burry the hale
So let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
With this heel stuck deep your statue shakes its head
So raise your glass and hail the king of your regret
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Anchors sit where the answers waiting for someone just to ask
Now you’ll trust your fate to a rascal’s plate not worth this waiting glass
So let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa woah
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa let’s get out of here
Oh oh whoa