That's My Fault

Short delay, a pair of blues,

little voices mimicing.

It's not so hard to make that sound.

So watch your back

the eyes in march

cut your hair, all joan of arc

the skys your will

they'll find you

and when they do, look at

theres money lenders inside the temple

the circus tigers gonna break your heart

something so wild turned into paper

if I loved you well that's my fault.

Bitch in heat, the alpha male.

Not some thing she'd ever tell

except when she got deathly high,

and out it came like summer rain

and washed the cars and everything

felt clean for just a little while.

Until you phone. We drunk dial.

Well starving children they aint got no mother,

there's pink flamingos living in the mall.

I'd give a fortune to your infomercial

If somebody would just take my call,

take my call.

Hello, patterns in my mind now moving slow.

Sorrow all across the surface road

smoothing out the edges of the stone.

The lights are out where'd everybody go?

Hello?

Erase yourself and you'll be free

and something destroyed by the sea

all we are is coloured sand

so pay the ride, the ferris wheel

smile all that you can feel

there's gratiude for what has been

for it did not happen.

There's money lenders inside the temple

circus tigers gonna break my heart

something so wild turned into paper

if I loved you well thats my fault.

There's money lenders inside the temple

this crystal citys gonna fall apart

when all their power turns into vapour

if I miss you well thats my fault

thats my fault

thats my fault