you're tired of laying down, staring through the sky all day
i wanna hear that sound, your sun exploding cry, turn gray
you can't take off that gown, i wanna watch you die, shave, pray
i need to feel the ground. i keep bouncing off your eye that way
i wanna hold a boy
you wanna be his toy
hell's comin boys
hell's comin close
hell's comin boys
hell always knows
i've fallen in
i'm tired and thin
don't take my feet
don't take my sleep
i want to be there on your cloud
you want to be theirs, on the ground