Year of the Rabbit

2011, the year of the rabbit i am feeling good are you mad? are you mad? are you mad? are you mad? trouble believing what you say you're feeling all you ever say is "good" are you mad? are you mad? are you mad? are you mad? you give an inch and i shoot up a mile oh, what i would give to see you crack a smile lost in a furrowed brow and a coffee cup if you could only tell me what is up you give an inch and i crawl up the space between the tiny crack, the tightening noose, the slightest inkling i say, "i love you" just to get you to say anything i hear they're calling it this year's snowpocalypse do you wanna warm up with me? are you home? are you home? are you home? are you home? trouble believing what you say you're thinking all you ever say is just "i don't know" it's not enough to sit together inside a room "to merely lay beside one another as lovers do" staring off into the cosmic void of a screen the strong and silent type has taken on a new meaning it's not enough to sit together inside a room "to merely lay beside one another as lovers do" staring off into the cosmic void of a screen the strong and silent type has taken on a new meaning it's not enough to sit together inside a room "to merely lay beside one another as lovers do" staring off into the cosmic void of a screen the strong and silent type has taken on a new meaning it's not enough to sit together inside a room "to merely lay beside one another as lovers do" staring off into the cosmic void of a screen the strong and silent type has taken on a new meaning it's not enough to sit together inside a room "to merely lay beside one another as lovers do" staring off into the cosmic void of a screen the strong and silent type has taken on a new meaning