As subtle as an earthquake I know, 
My mistakes were made for you. 
And in the back-room of a bad dream she came, 
And whisked me away, enthused 
And it's as solid as a rock, rolling down a hill 
The fact is that it probably will, hit something 
On the hazardous terrain 
And we're just following the flock, round and in-between 
Before we're smashed to smithereens, like they were 
And we scrambled from the blame 
and it's the fame that put words in her mouth, she couldn't help but spit them out. 
Innocence and arrogance intwined 
In the filthiest of minds 
She was spitting on her birthday, and now 
face in the crowd, she's not 
I suspect that now forever, the shape, she came to escape 
Is forgot. 
And it's a lot to ask her not to sting, and give her less than everything 
Around your guilty conscience she will wind 
And we're just following the flock, round and in-between 
Before we're smashed to smithereens, like they were 
And we scrambled from the blame 
and it's the fame that put words in her mouth, she couldn't help but spit them out, 
Around your guilty conscience she will wind. 
And it's a lot to ask her not to sting, and give her less than everything, 
Innocence and arrogance intwined