Fly this plane to the center
Of all you missed that didn't exist when eyes lost their wonder
Queen of all the vile offenders
The curtain calls on the bathroom walls
That never, ever sink in.
Gym clothes Of ribbed white
Stuck in the corner with the most identical
The old jokes beg new lines
In the mist as the bombs and generals fall
And we'll plead till the wheels come off.
You learned to wear your scars like medals.
Stole a laugh in the aftermath
The tide rolled you under
When you woke your jaw was swollen
You could've swore that the bedroom door would never, ever open.
Windows with dim lights
Stuck in the corner while they mix the chemicals
the old jokes beg new lines
In the mist as the bombs and generals fall
And we'll plead till the wheels come off.
Finally squeezed the lemon
I'm in a mess and
I can't break it in full
Turn your back on your shadows
Fill them in with the lines that you tossed us all.
Oh the lines that you tossed us all.