And

Maybe I could speak
We can count our blessings in the rain
Talking is so cheap
Save the parlor tricks
Count your money alone
Hold on to the free
I want to show you what I mean
Careful what you say
Never underestimate the wait
(wait)
I know you hear the songs
That we could sing but do not stay
I hope you know the (change)
I love the (change)
And now we got the (change)
We make the song sound like what we want
Who am I to tell you what is wrong?
Talking is so cheap
So save the parlor tricks
You can never get rid of me
(What's the destination?)
I tell you everything
I write it down
(What's the destination?)
I write it down
Well, I sew my body to yours
So that I can speak
But my serpent-hands
Are holding me
But my razor tongue
Will fix it all away
It might be two dimensional
But the story is great
I sew my body to yours
So as I can see
The lovers in the front row
And all the ghosts in the back seat
Well I sew my body to yours
So as I am free
There’s two versions of my fate
And so we shall see
Atlanta-
Wait!
I know you hear the songs
That we could sing but do not speak
I hope you know the change
(Wait!)
I love the change
And now we got the change
(Wait!)
We make the song sound like what we want
We make the song sound like what we want
Put me in the dirt (Put me in the dirt)
Put me in the dirt (Put me in the dirt)
Put me in the dirt (Put me in the dirt)
Put me in the dirt (Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in the dirt)
(Put me in-)