I'm gonna make my move
I'm gonna tell you what is what
and when I set that truth free
It's gonna make a couple moves for me
It's gonna run run run run run
through your veins like a high school senior
through the halls as one
last bell tone reverberates
off ties and plates and smiles so
I'm gonna make my move
I've got my cereal spoon and a new moon
scratching at your heel
I'll tuunel through eventually
just wait and see
I'm gonna run run run run run
through your veins like Joan of Arc
into your heart with a mad hope
I lost a lot but I got you caught
I'm living in your lung
it's my national park
I love you so damn much
that my face is numb
I'm camping in your lung
it's my national park
I love you so damn much
that my whole world
has been devoured by the dark
Ah...