I′m sick of twisting the knobs, your little baby's a slob

I wanna love you but this house ain′t built for two

I think I panic a lot, not really sure what I've gotI wanna love you but this house ain't built for two

I′m sick of twisting the knobs (So where is my sweet love?)

I think I′ve hidden from myself, but there's too many layers

I turn my head and cough, like I′m calling the cops

Is there something more to you than just bible study?

Turn your camera on

You don't wanna miss this

The way the lighting shifts as it reflects off the water

Below the sinking ship I feel your fingertips slipping away

Can′t shake the feeling now

How far we've fallen down

Like our best days are behind us

You′re the revisionist and I'm the narcissist drifting away

To my sunstroke, ghost dance, gold corona

Did I crack that lens, put my weight upon ya?

Does the manifest dictate to love and honor?

Can the creed uphold, can we repeat our mantra?

Trust my luck and show my feelings

Cross my fingers, cards are dealing

Busting out my skull shaped ceiling

Hold my fucking body back

I'm still raging from the sanction

You placed upon the impoverished nations

Delusions of grandeur, have some patience

Hold my fucking body back

I can′t predict the future and I can′t forget the past

Can't focus any longer, desperate to make this last

Keep us from going under, won′t waste all that we have

You called it in November and it burned up in a flash

Burned up in a flash

Burned up in a flash

Burned up in a flash

Feel the hangover in my mind

But this one's a different kind

Losing touch with my concept of time

My senses are frozen

Losing touch with my concept of time

My senses are frozen

I′m sick of twisting the knobs, your little baby's a slob

I wanna love you but this house ain′t built for two

I think I panic a lot, not really sure what I've got

I wanna love you but this house ain't built for two

I′m sick of twisting the knobs (So where is my sweet love?)

I think I′ve hidden from myself, but there's too many layers

I turn my head and cough, like I′m calling the cops

Is there something more to you than just bible study?