Lyrics:

With hands in the air you look like the girl at the fare with the bubbly eyes.

stonewashed shoe pulling at a rock but the rock don't compromise,

come up to me say why are you so skinny and pretty for a boy?,

said thanks for the insults and compliments

you'll never forget my face no more



i can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you.

so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,

city ought to take you,

it would take a little second to break you

so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,

i'll be dropping you where nobody knows.



looking pretty keen sitting on a swing,

That don't mean a thing at all,

Your hair's on my feet,

say barkin like a pack of dogs,

siccin' on a coon in a stall.



Take it for your word,

take it for a ride,

take it for the evening dead or alive,

warming up the car packing as the pilots play.



I can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you,

so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,

city ought to take you,

it would take a little second to break you,

so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,

I'll be dropping you where nobody knows......... Jessica........



Head like a stone,

stoned like a rock,

cloggin' up your nose again,

Papa's a searching,

devil is a knocking,

chills runnin' up my skin,

here goes now.