I’m Gonna Make My Move

I'm gonna make my move
I'm gonna tell you what is what
And when I set that truth free,
it's gonna make a couple moves for me.

It's gonna run run run run run
through your veins like a high school senior
through the halls as one last bell tone reverberates
off tiles and plates and smiles, so...
I'm gonna make my move
I've got my cereal spoon and a new moon
scratching at your heel
I'll tunnel through eventually,
just wait and see

I'm gonna run run run run run
through your veins like Joan of Arc
into your heart with a mad hope
I lost a lot but I got you caught

I'm living in your lung, it's my national park
I love you so damn much that my face is numb
I'm camping in your lung, it's my national park
I love you so damn much that my whole world has been devoured by the dark