There's rows and rows of houses. With windows painted blue. With the light from a TV. Running parallel to you. . But there is no sunken treasure. Rumored to be.
Well I can't tell you anything. You don't already know. I keep on trying. I should just let it go. . I keep on singing. Your eyes, they just roll. It sounds like someone else's song.
She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. She begs me not to miss her. . She says forever. To light a fuse.
She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. She begs me not to miss her. . She says forever. To light a fuse.