Sleeping like a Rose
In the canyon
Sleeping like a Cannon
If you have ‘Em
We have pulled away so long
Now we nearly don’t belong

Sleeping like a Rose
In the canyon
Sleeping like a Cannon
If you have ‘em
Sleeping like a Fur Coat
In disguise
While you’re waiting for me to die / on me to die / outside / to try

Poor old miss me
Mr. Gone
Bled his heart into his arm
You can’t rely on highway time together / on what you had together

Let your antics hit the lights
Poured him out into the night
You can’t hold out on everything forever

Always tipsy
Mr. Wrong
Let his heartbreak be his bond
Never thought they’d find him he’s so clever

Didn’t know when you went to school
Life had beaten out the cool
Now you’re chasing storms
Just for the pleasure

When are we going x3
to change