Laying down on the lawn I`m tired of trying to get in the house I`m thinking out loud I`ve been playing dead my whole life And I get this feeling whenever I feel good It`ll be the last time
But I feel something when I see you now I feel something when I see you
If you`re a work of art I`m standing too close I can see the brush strokes
I hate your mom I hate it when she opens her mouth It`s amazing to me how much you can say When you don`t know what you`re talking about
But I feel something when I see you now I feel something when I see you
I used to light you up Now I can`t even get you to play the drums `Cause I don`t know what I want Until I fuck it up
But I feel something when I see you now I feel something
I`ll climb through the window again But right now it feels good not to stand Then I`ll leave it wide open Let the dystopian morning light pour in