What's so funny is nobody's laughing
At this change of heart your having.
What's so funny is I'm filled up with thunder.
I can't seem to get out from under all these stones
You tied to my chest.
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
What's so funny is I'm scared and lonely.
And I don't think I'm the only one
As I watch you drive away.
And what's so funny is the birds are singing.
The sun is shining and the bells are ringing.
And I'm thinking, "What happened here?"
And I can't change your mind.
And I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
There's a travel in Minneapolis,
Holds the bones of a dead saint in it.
And the stained glass glows from the ceiling there.
It reminds me of the feeling when I first looked into
Your eyes, saw the most beautiful birds fly straight
Into the sun, with their wings on fire. The deed was done.
Oh, and I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
What's so funny is this piece of skin.
The one on my arm with your name inked in.
What was I thinking?
What's so funny is the way things go down.
Like when a star dies it doesn't make a sound,
It's just gone.
And you can't find it when you look into the sky.
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your,
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
I can't change your mind.
I can't do it.
There's a werewolf out on my front lawn
And he's lookin' pissed off.
And he's wet from all the rain.
I think I'll go say hi.
And offer him a beer.