Time's running out, innit?
Pity the mayflies in the swimming pool at dawn
But down in the deep end
I can't be left alone
Sweet Eliza's on the court
Potential is the drug
They never knew, you never tried
But you see it in my eyes
And that is, bae
Threading the needle
Pretty in possible
If only to get me out the door
Oracle and Odyssey
With the bloody nose
If I'm on your street
You'll be the last to know
That I get dizzy, dizzy
And I cannot afford that kind of free
Well, how does it feel, being so, you know, rich?
Now you got one eye on the lane
And one eye on the lava
Spinning out, yeah, I respect that
But I was born to get you home
Home, where it's all red and velveteen
Falling back into the leaves
So true
With your lipstick on my thigh
Drink the tears until they dry
Ooh, oh
Pretty in possible
Ooh, oh
Pretty in possible
Ooh, oh
Pretty in possible
Ooh, oh
Pretty in possible
