Crack my head open on your kitchen floor

To prove to you that I have brains

Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls

Down golden roads that lead to nowhere



Fine time to fake a seizure

Feel your mouth on mine, you''re saving me



Whatever happened to that silly dream you had


I want to make it real

I''d love to rub your back

Like a plane crash that never hits the ground

I fall in love with you

I''m nose over tail for you

Your voice like the sound of sirens to a house on fire

You''re saving me