Just When Something Goes Wrong
I Hide It In My Head
Because I'm Feeling All Worn Out
Carrying Your Way Around

And Maybe You Are Tired
I Had No Wings To Fly
Tasted Like Pearls A While
Now Cut Like A Silver Blade

There's Still Whisper In The Air
Strike You As They Fall
Bent My Ear, I Won't Hear

Your Red Eye
Blue Black Sky
Pressure Inside
Quiet Outside
No Time To Set Things Right

You Heard
And I Knew
Dinner Will Be
Dinner Will Be Cold

It's Too Late You Never Understand