These jokers making money of farmers just singing songs Like a house on fire, they pretend to get along If we don't south side the lines I'm afraid and sublime, the short, sweet life funny We could be divine There's clowns in the city, a circus full of fools There's something so hallowed about bending the rules If we play our own game, I'm afraid and without shame The short sweet life funny We could be divine We could be divine We could be divine We could be divine You little devil with your angel face In your arms I lay awake In your arms the give and take In your arms, my heart could break In your arms where I won't fall In your arms makes sense of it all In your arms where I will recall The shallow, sweet honeymoon I guess we had it all I guess we had it all I guess we had it all I guess we had it all We could be divine We could be divine We could be divine We could be divine Like a flow taking it harder Dancing out of time Like a clumsy conversation Words spill out like wine It's a scary situation but avoidance is a crime It's a short, sweet life funny And we could be divine