I need a landslide
I need a place to hide
I need a super-sonic train
to take me home
Cause I need a new plan
I'll be a rubber-band
Give me the flexibility
to change my ways
I need to not care
Blissful and unaware
I'll be so glaringly carefree
Low maintenance like you wanted me to be
I need some good friends
To be my bulletproof vest
Some kind of armor to protect me
from myself
I need to not care
Blissful and unaware
I'll be so glaringly carefree
Low maintenance like you wanted me to be
You wanted me to be
Maybe it's religion and maybe it's drugs
That make a person not feel so much
But I need a savior and I need a crutch
To make me dumb enough to make me trust
I need to not care
Blissful and unaware
And I'll be so glaringly carefree
Low maintenance like you wanted me to be
You wanted me to be
You wanted me...