I, can't believe my bones...
( Ooo Ooo Ooo, Oh Ooo Ooo Ooo Oh )
We lost our way back home.
You baked it in cakes for me. Bring in the past with the postcards you sent for me... It brings me right back down.
Can't you see the wall you built for me? (x3)
You baked it in cakes for me... Bringing the past with the postcards you sent for me... It brings me right back down.