I got a thorn in my side
What you do
Spreading this ruin
I've got a Jekyll and Hyde
There was no where
To be bathed with a tune
To reveal everything
Well the things you do
I said baby we belong
All the time that you blew
And when all this world has turned it's ugly back on you
You stand before me like a childhood law
Well I said maybe
She's a real gone lady
Talks in toxic slang
I try to take it home
Now it's covered in foam
Now a lover's bang
I try to walk away baby
She said "Where are you going honey
You look so fine"
I try to open my eyes
It's no surprise
I can't divine
I couldn't see it
I couldn't be it
I couldn't even take a swing
I couldn't free it
I couldn't be it
All I could do was sing
And even though the world has turned it's ugly back on you
You stand before me like a childhood law
[Communications chatter, including:
"Do we have some kind of visual on the object?"
"Roger, copy that"
"You get a read on that?"
"Something's happening now"
"Which language are you translating in, sir?"]
Now please don't try to get even
Now come on there Steven
I couldn't collect
I wouldn't count on it
I couldn't take your advice
Who am I? Oh wow
I guess I know
I shoulda
She took me down so slow
I was never to know
I would never connect
Or would I
I couldn't even say
If it was today
Or some other time
I try to go home
I try to stay out
I try to sing
I try to shout it out
I try to warn the morning about night
Now I'm sitting here
In the middle of a fright
And when all this world has turned it's ugly back on you
You stand before me like a childhood law