Tall Order

Back then it was a riot, lighting mercy in your soul A courtesy while tired of yourself and who you know But now that i'm just as bad i'm telling two times as many lies A salve made of my saving i now can't look in the eye But they keep coming, And i'm half a year away; sometimes it's something Make me covered in colour so i can start looking the same Give me taller of an order so i can feel giving again Take me farther and farther and find me something to say Come awake in england, i'm not your friend I'm not a miracle and i'm not the end Now with your candid disposition, you'll get you off the hook While anything in a pitiful position and i don't know where to look So now i'm running, And i give it different names; most times it's nothing Make me covered in colour so i can start looking the same Give me taller of an order so i can feel giving again Take me farther and farther and find me something to say Cause everybody knows now, what a spoiled slate What a sweet thinker that you're devastating Who can't stop complaining, who won't give a goddamn gift Until she's given something so Sickened that it can tell her how to live