The landlord's a cut throat
We've gotta calm down before he wakes
Now I'm trying to breathe right
I'm closing my eyes in hope she disappears
She crying an ocean about me
I tell her
Lock it up
And that's when the dish breaks
I swear to God it was the loudest bang
She's holding a pistol
And goddamn I bet she never felt so
She's shaking like a nine millimeter
And I tell her
Rat tat tat
Now I'm living for the rest of my life tonight
And I kissed her neck and I hugged her tight
No need to jump through the window
You know I'm a sucker for crescendos
I begged her to tell me that she loved me the same
She shook her head and said she'll never love again
I made a dash to the window
Fuck it, I'm gonna kill the crescendo
So it goes,
So it goes.
In heaven so it goes
Everybody knows
How far the rabbit goes:
A clone of copied xerox
From the hanger in his throat
I gathered up my evidence
I threw on my winter coat
A black cat crossed my path
And then I saw his ghost
Stand still.
Can't you
Stand still.
I can
I can't beat your case of bad blues unless you tell me you love her still.
And I could see it meant more to him than anything had before
He shook his head in horror and said "Now I love her more."
And as he hit the window he stopped to say "Goodbye"
She was running towards him with the devil in her eyes
He fell
Face first
Ten floors
With her
On top of him beautifully
Tumbling
Dancing almost
He laughed
She waved
The flag burns
Ship sinks
Both of them smashing and breaking so brilliantly
He was always saying:
"If it's broke it's not worth saving."
Regretfully the irony was never more so fitting
He was always cheating
And she was always dreaming
Of him coming home one day
And tell her that he's leaving
Stand still (can't you)
Stand still (can't you)
You can't avoid the window unless you leave the window sill
My blood fills with ice, I thought
Damn how it's nice to feel
Sober and bright I thought, "Goddamn, it's nice!"
My dreams filled with ice,
I thought damn, how it's bright I never
Treated her nice
I should've killed myself twice
...Bad dreams
It was like a bad dream woah
The story of my life:
"Climbing up stairs felt like:
Gripping the ledge
Clearing my head
She pushed me
Over the edge"
(Get your hands off my hands lover)