I wake up on your ceiling

Something's pulling my hair

It got caught in the fixture

I'm not sure should be there

No, that's not where I left you

Now your bed's on the wall

Is it morning or is that the light in red?

No more, no more

God, you really look different

Did I do something wrong?

Oh, I wouldn't choose you

Out of a thousand

God help the girl who gets you

My beautiful boy

Twisted and angry

Bring back the angels

All I loved has gone sour

Wore it out to the bone

Think I'll get off the ride now

And take myself home