See my guts on the floor
Are my guts enough?
Yeah we're fools for light, fools for life
Much further than we know it
And that four letter word that you call your street
It's why nobody can say it but everybody wants a piece
Some are birds confused by the window crash
You date moths that never leave the front porch so that nothing lasts
And the bats at night that can only smell the light go looking for dinner and they creep us out every time
They remind us of us and the fools for light
Ooh got a feeling i've already lost this time
Ooh
Ooh got a feeling i've already lost this time
Ooh
See your guts on the floor
Are your guts enough?
Yeah we're fools for light, fools for life much further than we know it
And that four letter word that you call your street
Nobody can say it, nobody can leave
Oh this time, this time i really mean it
Some are birds confused by the window crash and the window pane
You've dated moths that never leave the front porch so that nothing lasts
And the bats at night that can only smell the light
Diving in for dinner and they miss sometimes
Yeah they creep us out ever time
They remind us of us and the fools for light
Every star and rhyme got you thinking you're a criminal
Ooh got a feeling i've already lost this time
Ooh
Ooh got a feeling i've already lost this light
Ooh
Ooh got a feeling i've already lost this light
Ooh
Ooh got a feeling i've already lost this light
Ooh