But she won't sleep with me
Oh, Miss Delaney, where's your boyfriend?
He isn't up in Heaven so why treat him like he's dead?
Oh, Miss Delaney, where's your boyfriend? Where's your boyfriend?
No, he isn't up in Heaven so why treat him like he's dead?
Arin, I would never lie to you
When I think of you whenever I'm at dinner
Oh, Miss Delaney, where's your boyfriend?
Something more than just metal
It's not that everyday
Now I'm going part time with a film projectionist
You waited by the window, I waited by the door
Like he's dead, like he's dead
Though it's biblical, how fucked my sleep can be?
Well, you waited by the window and I was kicking down your door
From here you can't find everything
Oh, Miss Delaney, what's the matter?
Oh, Miss Delaney, what's the matter?
Looking for a chance to be
Oh, Miss Delaney, Miss Delaney, what you sad for?
But the times pass
And she's the vinyl queen from my surfer dream
Everyday is coming up with the green grass
I don't spend my nights searching for earthquakes
You waited by the window, waited by the window, I waited by the door
Finally I've found someone to duel this lonely sea
She likes the Beach Boys more than radio metal
And she's so good, but, she's no good for me
He isn't up in Heaven, so why treat him like he's dead? Like he's
