Looks

Looking for the one who makes
You want to run through the nighttime
Now let’s go out on the town
Never liked the looks of this
Suddenly a little slip
Head upon the floor again
It’s your only friend
Message was sent to the wrong address
In the meantime, couldn’t help but miss
Down and in and out again
History your present tense
Head upon the floor again
It’s your only friend
Busted up inside your head
Never ending bird that chirps over again
With your head upon — with your head upon the floor again
He’s your only friend
Saw you last night standing in front of your window
Don’t break the glass
Searching your signs and symbols
The mirror you broke in half
Never liked the looks of this
Suddenly a little slip
With your head upon — with your head upon the floor again
It’s your only friend