I was living in a yellow ohm
And this cold fish eyes and clear the room
And in your laugh I hope that it’s a knife
That cuts live angels and their wings drops

And can I be next to you?
And I'll be right in the next room
Tell, can I be brave?
 [bad word]  I dunno
Cause I gotta mess up these words
But that's okay, because, because
the only thing is around
Cause it's good to be, good to be

And I’m alone but and I’ll let go
Giving down too he’s bound to low
He said I’ll be around but it’s dangerous
He said it’s all I ain’t on this day or two

I was stuck inside your prison heart
And your ring fish tongues and spice with all
Clear my room and then he ran away
On top of this Indian summer, he says

And can I be next to you?
And I'll be right in the next room
And I'm not going that way!
He said, 'Whoooahoooahhhh!'
Oh my god, what the [bad word] was that?
I can’t believe I did that
It’s alright when it ends
Cause he’s always there on & about

It'll all be over but it's on your way
the time is over
It's dangerous
He said, 'Better he than me to five time us'
He said ' And I'll be the one'