Sometimes I'm not trying
Most the time I'm dying
Deaf to things I think in my head
Bright lights I'm not buying
Traffic can't stop crying
Breathe the words, I'm sinking instead
Oh God, what do you know?
Where do we go? What we gonna go through?
Oh yeah, reap what you sow
Minds they'll blow, what's the fucking curfew?
I'm not made of stone
Telephone lines, who you gonna call through?
Lights shine on their own
Where do we go? Where do we run to?
Most the girls I care for
Cost me more than tether
Mares inside, the cows have been fed
Cost me more than candles
Waiting for the angles
Death to things I think in my head
Oh God, what do you know?
Where do we go? What we gonna go through?
Oh yeah, reap what you sow
Minds they will blow, what's the fucking curfew?
I'm not made of stone
Telephone lines, who you gonna call through?
Lights shine on their own
Where do we go? Where can we run to?
(Warning, warning)
(Ooh, ooh)
(Warning, warning)
(Ooh, ooh)
(Warning, warning)
(Ooh, ooh)
(Warning, warning)
Oh God, what do you know?
Where do we go? What we gonna go through?
Oh yeah, reap what you sow
Minds they'll blow, what's the fucking curfew?
I'm not made of stone
Telephone lines, who you gonna call through?
Lights shine on their own
Where do we go? Where can we run to?