The refrigerator's whinin' so I got reason to complain
Piled higher than a house
But you will
Yes, you should
But standin' there with all of my possessions
Exchangin' our affections through a drawer
So hurry up and run to the one that you love
Some degrading psalm of praise
'Cause it's too hard to belong to someone who is gone
A monument to commemorate our time
And know all that has spoiled in your heart
And blind him with your kindness
He'll know all that has spoiled in your heart
And that's a fact
And he'll make war, oh war on who you were before
I built a barricade to block you on the road
And though you say you've found another
And tie him up in your likeness
My floorboards moan under my feet
Who will surely speed you on your way
Now I tell myself I've mended under these patches of blue sky
So, so hurry up and run to the one that you love
Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart
And blind him with your kindness
But the way you taught me to just let it all go by
Like the kind that converted you to me so long ago
And he'll make war, oh war
I felt closer to you than you ever would have known
But please return, return to the person that you were
And blind him with your kindness
And it was always horribly convenient and happening too fast
But I'm not going to bless you with such compliments
So hurry up and run to the one that you love
And so we've learned to be as faithless
Once too often I've retreated into the depths of my despair
And so it's crying on my shingles
You should count your change before you're even out the door
My compass spins, the wilderness remains
Don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by
Stand behind bulletproof glass
So let these tiny acts of charity
And he'll become, become the prisoner I was
And I have to do the same
You can save face but you will never save your soul
And claim all that has spoiled in your heart
Because the truth is that gossip's as good as gospel in this town
Well, it is not these hiding places that have kept us innocent
On who you were before and claim all that has spoiled in your heart
There's still a few holes that let in a little rain
Or the land between here and the mountains
Be common ground on which to build
And he'll make war, oh war on who you were before
And claim all that has spoiled in your heart
So hurry up and run to the one that you love
