oh no oh no 
you're piercing through me 
worried eyes 
and begging to go 
these stolen kids 
are dropping like flies 
you are you are 
on the brink of intellect  [bad word] too far 
we're leaving this town 

i feel fine 
i feel fine 
pretending you're gone 
we were fine 
we were fine 
until you came along 

i am i am 
modeling a bureaucrat 
for desperate demand 
you say that you're [bad word] back 
they're hidden in lakes 
magnify the evening glass 
whatever it takes 
to find your way out