Lyrics:

It's not what you have learned
But what they said about you under your shirt you know they never will
They'll make sense of what you gave them
And now it's all downhill from here
Well in case you break my fall
We're bringing it home
Patrick short flip and outside
Boundary lines.

I'm running you down, oh yeah, well nothing looks right from up here
Inside out, I'm still unclear about the things you might have said.

In pieces they stagger embedded
Rush me to the emergency room
Flatline equals frantic endeavor
But I guess this will have to do now
Patrick short flip and outside
We're bringing it home.

I'm running you down, oh yeah, well nothing seems right from up here
Inside out, I'm still unclear about the things you might have said
Down, oh yeah, well nothing seems right from up here
Inside out, I'm still unclear about the things you might have said
'Bout the things you might have said.

Hold on to the things you favor most
Shift right and let it run down
If my peace could find a way up
Let go of the youthful honesty.

I'm running you down, oh yeah, well nothing looks right from up here
Inside out, I'm still unclear about the things you might have said
Down, oh yeah, well nothing looks right from up here
Inside out, I'm still unclear about the things you might have said
I'm running you down, oh yeah, well nothing looks right from up here
I'm still unclear.