So you wait for those stars to align
Do you take that, I won't take that
Blood and the lust and the moon drive me wild
Dear I've earned that, you can't just have that
Cause there are fires in this heart lit for miles
When does this all get better
Baby, I was born clever
Still I have a dead head in my hands
As I cry through the tremors
To believe this gets better. No, no - no!
I don't want to write sad songs, there's something better
Where's the sun, here it comes - here it comes
If you plan to leave by the door - forget her
Is it done, is it done? - Keep me
They will march to the beat of my drum
Lover's bite them, coward's need that
So I trace all the lines in this poem
Born with small hearts; love won't fix that
Cause there are fires in this heart lit for miles
When does all this get better
Baby, I was born clever
Still I have a dead head in my hands
As I cried through the tremors
To believe this gets better. No, no - no!
I don't want to write sad songs, there's something better
Where's the sun, here it comes - here it comes
If you plan to leave behind the door - forget her
Is it done, is it done, are you done
Oh, I have a dead head in my hands
When does all this get better?
Baby, I was born clever
Cause there are fires in this heart lit for miles
And I'll laugh through the tremors
And believe this gets better. No, no - no!
I don't want to write sad songs, there's something better
Where's the sun, here it comes - here it comes
If you plan to leave behind the door - forget her
Is it done, are you done, is it done
I don't want to write sad songs, there's something better
Where's the sun, here it comes - here it comes
If you plan to leave by the door - forget her
Is it done, there's the sun - baby