Touring the memories of awful nights
You wish you'd spent drinking alone
Flashing the scenery of greener days
When you'd go explore on your own
Stand up straight, uncross your eyes, don't drag your feet like that
Stand up straight, uncross your eyes, don't drag your feet like that
Spill on a sweater a drop of wine,
And watch as it soaks in the threads
Spill on a girl a whole glass of mine,
And watch as she starts to turn red
Tie your shoes
Or you'll fall and cut your knees
I was a pigeon at six years old
Just cleaning my feathers all dayT-shirt wings
As you're jumping off the swings
Close your eyes, and say goodnight
