You shot me a glare through the low hanging fruit Remind me again which offense did I choose? I'm doing the best that I can with my hands, But I needed you Now I'm bribing the judge cause I don't have a case But I'm judging myself so I'm taking the bait But I'm not satisfied 'til I know that you know That I know the truth If I could I'd break your back with all my straw If I could I'd break you out of all those thoughts And you'd never get bored Never get bored Never get bored Or get swept off the front porch I muttered that verse about water and wine And I'm tempted to try if the devil don't mind Cause I've had some luck in corrupting what's clean Whatever it means I might faint while you wait for the water to boil And the tidal may turn South American Soil (unsure) I guess everything good must end soon or spoil But that's only once If I could I'd break your truth between your jaws No I should, but that's just not the war I fought So I'll never get bored Never get bored Never get bored Or get stuck at the front door I'm seeing this through cause I can't see through it I'm paying my due for the lanterns I lit I'm meeting half way between seeing and being Out of that light