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