We're moving slow passing accidents
And we're singing to the ambulance
Saying oh my god i don't care about the car
And oh my god i don't care at all
My words can't compare to your integers and numbers
And i can't be a bag to board a plane
Oh i know i know i'm not inside
I'm not in sight
I've found where you have been
And i know it won't be long
Before we are found again
I haven't got plastic on my teeth
But i can make you feel like it's open season
I'll take what i want and take what you have
But i'd put it back if i had the chance
I've found where you have been
And i know it won't be long
Before we are found again
