in a studio of keepsakes
there were vultures at your wedding
though you think i'm kidding,and i know you think i'm kidding.
there were vultures at your wedding, and i know
you think i'm kidding.
well, it takes a constant sunshine
to have you singing in the rain.
over every honest airwave and only hours in all directions
you're heading for the coast. your hope remains so forgetful
so restrained. up till now, you've been breathless
you choose you weapons, leaving them guessing
so forgetful
so restrained.
part of your courtesy is hardly your honesty.
you act in this way. your so sure that your concerned
with all our affairs, with all our meddling
you act as though you'd handle things in any other way.
it feels so good to hate the wicked
while your looking for the difference...