It was hard to look surprised
With the fake wooden eyes
As I slept in the ditch
Of your pornographic mind
The toilet trees were blowing
In the desolated wind
And I knew that I would someday
Fall in love with you again
Staple my tongue
To the neon sun
And throw all my troubles
To the sea
We can leave ourselves behind
At Ol' Number 9
We can wear our strangled hearts
Upon our sleeves
The lights wont shine
On misery tonight
The tired moon looks wasted
As we travel on the line
There's lions and there's thieves
That will tear apart your dreams
There's dollar bills blowin'
Across the highway as you drive
