quietly

and gracefully

you move around the weight of the evidence

forever side stepping your own shadow and knowing

only what you wanna know

what you wanna know (x2)

says drama queen we're leaving

say your goodbyes for the hundred millionth time

this house is pushing us out

it's just turning heads now

sweet thing

with hopes like that

you're gonna need help

sweet thing

with hopes like that

you're gonna need help

avoiding the facts

ooh ooh

one of these days (x2)

i find myself talking to ghosts

and there's no such thing as a stupid question

but i watch her making so much noise

that she thinks that she can win them over

win them over

i watch her making so much noise

that she thinks that she can win them over

win them over

but i have a compass

i watch the sundial

and i defy gravity just to get myself

back to you