TALL GRASS

Oh, no

They got lost in the tall grass

With nowhere to go

Except down to the roots, oh

I just woke up on the right side of the wrong bed

When I look down, only thing I see is

Head stains on a mattress

And the remains of a black dress

When I fuck up, yeah, the bright side is what you said

That when I'm down, the only thing I really want is

Head stains on a mattress

And the remains of a black dress

Oh, no, we got lost in the tall grass

With nowhere to go

Except down to the roots, oh (except down to the roots, oh)

Dig it up now to the bones in our knuckles

We got buckets of rubble, building nothing but struggle

Oh, no, I think we're in trouble

Skyline like riptide, swinging all in my mind

Tiptoeing 'round my outline

I'm too melted to move

Bodies over easy on the pavement

Forgot how to breathe, brain's vacant

Well, I can't believe my eyes now

Light's a little too loud

Try to pull the blinds down

We got lost in the tall grass

Oh, no, we got lost in the tall grass

With nowhere to go

Except down to the roots, oh (except down to the roots, oh)

Dig it up now to the bones in our knuckles

We got buckets of rubble, building nothing but struggle

Oh, no, I think we're in trouble

(I think we're in trouble)