I went from cities to touch the suburbs 
I'm on the highway but I'm barefoot 

I need a map but not the destination 
I need [bad word] but not a conversation 

I want [bad word] far from this grey town 
but you're on every street, marked on the ground 

The momentum but not the pace 
I won the prize but not the race 

I want the jump but not the height 
let me fall but catch me mid-flight 
I swum with sharks and beasts of the sea 
but I only went down for [bad word] 

but you [bad word] back home when I call 
you left no sign, nothing at all 
I'm sorry you won't fit inside my heart 
I wanted love without the build up 

I need [bad word] but not the regulations 
I want the wisdom but not the information 

I need the light but not the heat of the day 
I need your hands to show me how to pray 

I lost the plot underneath the fire 
of all the dots and lines that took me higher 

away from traffic and smiles that tire 
I liked the lights but not the tangled wires 

I need a pulse to feel alive 
all the words just made me seem more quiet 

this has all [bad word] far too loud 
I like you more when you don't make a sound 

but you [bad word] back home when I call 
you left no sign, nothing at all 
I'm sorry you won't fit inside my heart 
won't [bad word] like the rain and wash this away? 
I wanted love without the build up