walked for hours so i can think for a minute

this is a crowded road and i've got a speed limit

drag me out of my bed cos i'm drowning in it

pick up a clean slate and beat me to death with it

and if you scrub it hard enough it might

shine (x3)

going over all the things you said

i carve you out of a tree

to get you out of my head

and all the peace keeping troops are dead

of all my problems you're the best one yet and

if you hate me then sign along the dotted

line (x6)

yeah

let's go to heaven that sounds like fun

let's go scratch yellow paint from the sun

i know it's easier said than done

but i've got a funny feeling that everything is

fine (x6)