The air was smoking and the streets were dry
Oh, how I miss
Killed a cockroach so big
Under the slate grey sky
Kissing
Walking up to the edge and jumping in
I opened the fire door
Magazine quality men talking on the corner
I opened the fire door
I opened the fire door
Tightened my belt around my hips
I'm singing now because my tear ducts are too tired
Somebody's got to be interested in how I feel
I opened the fire door
I opened the fire door
And my brain is disconnected but my heart is wired
Collar high
I opened the fire door
None of which were mine
And stepped out into the cold
To four lips
I opened the fire door
French, no less much less of them then us
You know, taken out of context I must seem so strange
None of which were mine
I make such a good statistic
Like I could feel the future on your skin
You don't seem so tall
Someone should study me now
Just 'cause I'm here
Good Bye
I opened the fire door
When you and I are lying in bed
I opened the fire door
Substituting the conclusion to confrontation with a kiss
It left a puddle of pus on the wall
And oh, how I miss
Where your hands were missing
Kissing
So why do I feel like something's been rearranged?
And I'm real
And I wasn't joking when I said
