Crista’s got a sixty
And I’ve got all the works you need
Say’s she’s gonna lift me
Pulling pins from the back seat
But outside it’s getting cold
I’m looking past the curtains
And I think this might be what I need
The bathroom is ready
I feel as if they're closing in
Wake up andy
I am leaving
Wake up andy
I’ve got time on my hands
We’re leaving the white house
Going to the wishing well
Man
Outside it’s getting cold as hell
Well I dont want to stay here
Here beneath the dim light’s scream
And so I keep on missing
Man
I keep on missing them