Lyrics:

Well, lets think that we are boats
What is playing in the shrouds
It was short and it was strong
Like the air in a shrunken head

And all the kids there spread the pieces on the floor
By the time they fit together we had forgotten what they were for
Pretending like shes beautiful in the pictures I can see
But she only fits together, its more than I can say for me

But thats the way it always is
Feel like running outside
Speaking about bandits
Tell your girl when it falls apart
It falls apart

Yeah, we dressed up like a priest
Youre always going through the wall
Cracking the safe and skipping town
Walk

Youre always looking for the future
Rinsing out the dark
Looking for a moral to the story
Sound the girl, hop on the run

Mary on the gallows dressed like nothings wrong
No funeral, no flowers

But thats the way it always is
Feel like running outside
Speaking about bandits
Tell your girl when it falls apart
It falls apart