I forgot my name.
My senses erased.
Spiraling out.
The shapeless place.
I was lookin for you from the front of the stage.
I'm always lookin for you.
Your style and your taste.
I was ready to hide, I was ready to run,
You bail me out when I'm under the gun.
You bail me out when I'm under the gun.
I was watching you too from the back of the place.
I'll never get used to that look on your face.
I was cropping my shots at the edge-water place.
I was planning my thoughts,
I was building my strengths.
Sometimes I'm ready to hide and I'm ready to run.
You bail me out when I'm under the gun.
You reel me in when I'm coming undone.
You bail me out when I'm under the gun.
Under the gun, under the gun, under the gun.
She said " oooh whats the matter with you,
Whats the matter with you"
Three shocks to the heart. Back at the start.
Puts you back on your feet where you wanted to be.
Cuz you been taking yourself to seriously.
You've got it down to an art.
It's got you down on your knees.
And when your'e ready to hide and you're ready to run
I'll bail you out when you're under the gun
(We've got the will to carry on. We've got the wind to carry us home)
You swoop in
You remove the revolver
Burdens Burst like bus tire
You release the pressure
Everything is sorted now
Everything recorded now
Everything is back in place
Everything has taken shape
Everything has taken shape
Everything has taken shape
Everything has taken shape
Everything has taken shape
Everything has taken