I lost a bit more

Won a little mess

Said good-bye to low

And hello to less

I jacked up the car

And shot at my guest

I rolled it twice

And hoped for the best



Chorus :

On this tree I'll hang my skin

And my skeleton without a shadow

Will glow by the fire



The angel hangs over

The bedstand

With a wide wingspan

He's a guest or a ghost

Of a tall fireman

I guess I lit the curtains again



Repeat Chorus



I'm tearing the morning

Right out of the dawn

The night is broken

The day is gone

The sky hits me

It's falling fast

My guard is sleeping on

Broken glass



Repeat Chorus