Take me
break me
tell me a good one
and maybe i`ll cry
go with me
show me
tell me a good one
and maybe i`ll die
Lately i`ve been dancing in ceiling fans
into the kitchen, and out the back gate
well i know it sounds strange
but it could be the other way
round to the ground where i know i must stay
Take me
break me
tell me a good one
and maybe i`ll cry
go with me
show me
tell me a good one
and maybe i`ll die
lately i`ve been dancing in ceiling fans
circled in secrets and playing a game
well i know it sounds strange
but it could be the other way
round in a town where they don`t know your name