Baby, come out
I'll meet you in the street
At the place by the old fire station
We'll get something to eat, like we talked about
Baby, come down
It's been a while now
I've got so many things I could tell you
If my stubborn mouth doesn't let me down
And I can't look at you straight-on
You're made from something different than I know
I try to slip the marching clock
But centipedes invade my thoughts
Without free will, I heel and I go
I step onto that metal plate
Where it meets the dazzling sound of trains
And I beg those trains to run
'Cause I can't look at you straight-on
You're made from something different than I know
My eyes are on the sidewalk, it's gum holding your feet
I swear under my breath because I'm starving in your gravity
You're made from something different than I know
I'll meet you in the street
At the place by the old fire station
We'll get something to eat, like we talked about
Baby, come down
It's been a while now
I've got so many things I could tell you
If my stubborn mouth doesn't let me down
And I can't look at you straight-on
You're made from something different than I know
I try to slip the marching clock
But centipedes invade my thoughts
Without free will, I heel and I go
I step onto that metal plate
Where it meets the dazzling sound of trains
And I beg those trains to run
'Cause I can't look at you straight-on
You're made from something different than I know
My eyes are on the sidewalk, it's gum holding your feet
I swear under my breath because I'm starving in your gravity
You're made from something different than I know
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