Messed up from the picture show Distressed just a day ago And I can't believe That you dont shop around Edge her by closely clapping clear The dander dont stop laughing Turn the lights out when I say I'm done
Hey yeah, when the storm wakes up The clouds fall down And redesigns the jealous frown
Grandeur looks in a magazine Everywhere and in between And I still think that I deserve a chance Quit with these untouched objects Add them up and just pretend Collect the rest and deliver when I fall
Chorus: Hey yeah, when the storm wakes up The clouds fall down And redesigns the jealous frown Hey yeah, when the terrace fold The night turns cold We fight the dusk and then the gale
Your lips and the colors of your dress Your hips when the others are a mess Lying closely like a force felt underneath Would you rather that I fall back asleep Or would I stall you If I took you off your feet? Watch me crumble mellow and unfolding Because I deserve this