Lucky Ones

well everytime they took me

to the rise of your bed

you know what kind of doing at the top of your head but

all the little words that came down like a spider

trickle through the morpheme

try to make them cry

i'm in respect to suggest that we're through

you don't know i could live without you if you do

but tell me that the temperature's rising in your head

tell me that love is not to be this way

one of these little boys coming through the cracks

trying to pick up these worms on the side

seeing the broken fences lying down in the yard

green like your mom instead that never was retired

i know, i know, i know

soon

all the things i thought about that i want you to do

when the crying seperated in comes the sun

heard it through a song that a girl once sung

she's the reason why i'm trying to make it alright

trying to drive through girl, wish it tonight

rolling on the side with the moon in my hand

trying to be a stereotype with a friend

but my love is gone and my god is low

that's why i'm doing all the things that you don't know

don't you expect to make a phone call tonight

treat me like a motherfucker who was right

ooh, i know we're gonna need a lucky one

every time a creature comes into my path

i know you should snigger about things that we laughed

i've got a cause that never met a man

took a talk to him tried to make a make friend

but you can see that i'm just coming out through the glass

everyone speaks about something the past took

i came beside with it, i could believe

take me to your bed and show me some trees

but i can bet a fuck will do the whole

try to tell you that there's nowhere to roam

you're like a brother who thinks i won't care

i'm ready to tell you that you don't know what

this is

i know we're gonna need a lucky one