Found these headlamps
Watched them grinning down Grange Road
Oh no
Float like angels
Come to take me down to, well
You know
Got these stretch marks
Felt them feeling right at home
And it shows
Spread like angels'
Wings come through
My collarbone
God knows
Found this old stain
On my tie, you'd think it's ink
But who cares
When it's darkening
And it reaches out for legs
Beneath chairs
How am I feeling?
Well aren't you paid to say these things?
And all wings
Are forgiving
But you know that
I'm not so into it
Well it hurts so much you know
Tiptoe through the window
School days in the snow
Come home and the dog growls
What now?
Well it hurts so much you know
Tiptoe through the window
School days in the snow
Come home and the dog growls
What now?
It hurts so much you know
Tiptoe through my window
