You honest arc
Oh, I was holding out
I keep a failing arm
When I wrap around
In on the door
On the seat
On the balcony
I am the boulevard
I am the "who will see?"
Fold up
You, God erasing all
Fold up
Come and stab my hand
Fold up
Pull and you walk away
Fold up
Oh but you hold the string
Full of it
What I could
Gotta' say
You are full of it
You left your head up
Cool, I'm heading out
Driving our set into knot when a bowing sang
Prowess, my lonely luck
Better the sooner swing
Treasure nostalgic and show what a fool you are
I keep on calling on
You are my only light when it's dark
Fold up
You got a right to say
Fold up
You got a way of burning me
Fold up
Oh, a ways to fall
Fold up
Oh, and you found my bed
Full of it
What I could
Gotta' say
You are full of it
You left your head up
Cool, I'm heading out
Sent from my home to this world
Home and all my fear you couldn't curl
While that bothers some, I hang
There was time I spent in your head