I suppose everything you have could turn to gold

Let's just hope the convict in your skin wont get parole

We'll just see, until then we'll just have to disagree

Odd sublets, the luxuries of never paying rent

Sink or swim am I getting out of bed or sleeping in

Arms asleep, I guess my fingers have been counting sheep

Hung by your toes

No one ever likes that

Nothings working for me

Scarce as a ghost

Sticking to the pavement

Trapped inside your big screen

Hung by your toes

No one ever likes that

Nothings working for me

Scarce as a ghost

Sticking to the pavement

Trapped inside your big screen

Call any time

We all saw the dog but we covered it with clothing

I wont decline

Any kind of sign or any sort of warning