"Details"

When premise explodes and the room starts to shake

And the stories the same

well baby can't you read the signs

I don't even want to waste your time

She won’t mind

In my phone

Everyone

Tie them to the main sail

How does the late show end

I doubt that you're my friend

If they're both the same god then the battle's over

Preacher am I going to make it? Am I going up?

I don't wanna fuzz

You've been hurting me

And you know I got a boy

And you I always know where you are

The same negative game to the names you martyr

That hunger of love pistol and gut rot

With no goodbyes

We both paid the price

and he didn't mean it but his little weenie flinched just a little bit

but what if he pictured it as a female's butt