I'm making a coat out of all the youth in the parking lot

They're so cool, they look chic

With their hair in their eyes

Hair in their eye

Somebody gotta be reckoned with

Reason's out the window

And everyone's writin' letters to ex-lovers, I don't know

There are animals in my head, in my head

There are objects fallin' from the sky

And it's not rain

No, it's not rain

Oh, it's not rain

The children in the playground are laughin'

'Cause everythin' around them is so brand new

It's so brand new, so brand new

Now they're passin' notes in the classroom about their feelings

Now they're passin' notes but their teacher knows

There are animals in my head, in my head

But there are objects fallin' from the sky

And it's not snow

No, it's not snow

Whoah-oh, it's not snow

All these people they got their minds made up and nobody's ever gonna take 'em

All these people they got their heads right up and nobody's ever gonna forsake 'em

All these people they got their notions built up and nobody's ever gonna deceive 'em

And death will be the only thing to break 'em

I'm making gestures and implicating and counteracting

And everyone nods in understanding as if I actually make sense, Actually make sense

Now it's just me and you, everything is perfect

I should strike up a conversation

But I'm too afraid

Now it's just me and you, everything is perfect

I should say somethin' or make a move

But I'm too afraid

No, I'm too afraid

Oh, I'm too afraid