Lyrics:

I'm building a high rise
The cost of living
Is child sized
I can't shake the thought of giving
Sometimes
We all need a taste of the seasons
But lately
I just want the chance to break even
[x2]

Science is something left under the stairs
Worn at the corners, it's the gray in my hair
Science is something I know I'll leave there
Too heavy to carry, we don't even care
But I'll make our beds below the ceiling light
But I'll make our beds below the ceiling light
[x2]

I could build it all if the sand was stone
Turn this iron rust into nickel chrome
I would build it all but I'm out of sticks
Made this makeshift nest and I hope it fits
[x3]

Science is something left under the stairs
Worn at the corners, it's the gray in my hair
Science is something I know I'll leave there
Too heavy to carry, we don't even care
But I'll make our beds below the ceiling light
But I'll make our beds below the ceiling light
[x2]