They're gonna send us to prison for jerks

for having vague ideas of the way to turn each other on again

they're gonna send us to prison for jerks



They'll find us here here here in the guest room

where we throw money at each other and cry, oh my



We miss being ruffians, going wild and bright

in the corners of front yards

getting in and out of cars

we miss being deviants



They'll find us here here here in the guest room

where we throw money at each other and cry, oh my



We can't stay here

we're starting to stay the same

we can't stay here

we can't stay this way



Just tie your woman to your wrist

give her room to tie the other



They'll find us here here here in the guest room

where we throw money at each other and cry, oh my