Little Grace

I cannot tell what you claim to see
That your heart is black, and mine is so green
Jealousy is men, someday you’ll see
Oh you know, you know, you know
You cry out, Eliza
You scream and you moan
You’re sick of this joyride
You want to find home
Adulthood has found you scared and alone
Talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk
Art school girl with ignorant bliss
Peace, weed, cocaine
And mushrooms
And shit
Will bring peace on earth, someday you’ll see it
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk
They’re just pictures trapped inside of your head
They’re just pictures trapped inside of your head
They’re just pictures trapped inside of your head
They’re just pictures trapped inside of your head
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Save a little grace for…
Save a little, save a little
Art school girl with ignorant bliss
Peace, weed, cocaine, and mushrooms, and shit
Will bring peace on earth, someday you’ll see it
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk