walked for hours so i can think for a minute
this is a crowded road and i`ve got a speed limit
drag me out of my bed cos i`m drowning in it
pick up a clean slate and beat me to death with it
and if you scrub it hard enough it might
shine (x3)
going over all the things you said
i carve you out of a tree
to get you out of my head
and all the peace keeping troops are dead
of all my problems you`re the best one yet and
if you hate me then sign along the dotted
line (x6)
yeah
let`s go to heaven that sounds like fun
let`s go scratch yellow paint from the sun
i know it`s easier said than done
but i`ve got a funny feeling that everything is
fine (x6)