Hot Water On Wool

If we could only be in different places,
Among the same faces we can't forget,
In debt to the very distinction of love and hate
They're both in our hearts, we choose an imbalance.
Oh, the thought, we are the force that make us...

That must be why
(What's the right word for this?)
We're suffering.
(Ashamed? No horrified.)

(It's an action, delayed reaction,)
(I've got taxes and bills to pay.)
(Something's flapping it's wings at me,)
(Someone's clapping I guess we're on TV.)

Stop now you've ruined it all,
Stop now you've obtained it all.
Stop now, stop now...
We'll call you back, it's a fact,
No, it's not that you lack something indefinitely.

Moving in the right direction,
(I'm waiting to see if it comes to me)
(Or it's tied to a safe that is in the sea floor)
Maybe I'll sleep, maybe I'll sleep through the century.
(I'm waiting to see if it comes to me)
(Or it's tied to a safe that is in the sea floor.)

What was going through my head?

(Touch the pressure point on my neck)
(My head will snap off and fall into)
(The secret passage we built for escorting)
(The rapist to the victim)
(Did you manage your time?)
(Do you know how I do?)
(Downpour, downpour, downpour, downpour...)
(Oh the boredom involved in patience.)

So, I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn
Since it's come to this, it feels like no bodie's home.
(So my cover is blown, rip open the cracks we've sewn.)

And I won't forget what it means...

Let's take some time to reflect and restart
We tip over three-wheeled shopping carts
A crippled man with his mangled hands
Looks at the blonde with her hideous, orange, fake tan
Decide, decide, decide
Who thinks that I, that I am out of line
For being sober finding four leaf clovers,
Lawn mowers, and truck towers
So lucky all of the time
Decide, decide, decide
I've got a mind and it's weighing me down
28 pounds, and lucky for me, so lucky for me
I'll never see that bitch again

So, I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn
Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home
So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn [x2]

Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Well, I've lied with a fantastic picture I, well I've lied
We're going in new directions
Well, I've lied with a fantastic picture I, well I've lied
From sleeping away the century
Well, let's start from the beginning right now
I'd do that if you weren't so impatient
Well I'll stop you and give me the time of day
It's so sad, I've got no more lines to read