I'm all wrapped inside a box
Pretty bows all taking shots
Counting down to ticking clocks
And we're banging down the walls
If you can't hear the sound
Of the pennies hit the ground
From our pockets tightly wound
When we're banging down the walls
We've got the right to lose control
We've got the right
Don't want to be left chasing stars
All the boys are taking bets
On the girls they all just met
In their sweaty silhouette
And they're banging down the walls
Glass up high against your nose
As your reaching for your toes
Don't care if that we all know
We're banging down the walls
