A monument to commemorate our time
Now I tell myself I've mended under these patches of blue sky
Stand behind bulletproof glass
Like the kind that converted you to me so long ago
But the way you taught me to just let it all go by
On who you were before and claim all that has spoiled in your heart
And so it's crying on my shingles
And though you say you've found another
You can save face but you will never save your soul
He'll know all that has spoiled in your heart

And claim all that has spoiled in your heart

But standin' there with all of my possessions

And tie him up in your likeness

Don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by
Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart
Piled higher than a house
Once too often I've retreated into the depths of my despair
But please return, return to the person that you were
And blind him with your kindness
So, so hurry up and run to the one that you love
And I have to do the same
My compass spins, the wilderness remains
Yeah he'll claim all that has spoiled
I built a barricade to block you on the road
So hurry up and run to the one that you love

And he'll make war, oh war
And so we've learned to be as faithless
And he'll make war, oh war on who you were before

Be common ground on which to build
And that's a fact
Or the land between here and the mountains
But I'm not going to bless you with such compliments
And blind him with your kindness
So let these tiny acts of charity
The refrigerator's whinin' so I got reason to complain
So hurry up and run to the one that you love
My floorboards moan under my feet
Because the truth is that gossip's as good as gospel in this town
You should count your change before you're even out the door
Who will surely speed you on your way
Exchangin' our affections through a drawer
But you will
Some degrading psalm of praise
And blind him with your kindness
So hurry up and run to the one that you love

And claim all that has spoiled in your heart
I felt closer to you than you ever would have known
And he'll make war, oh war on who you were before
And know all that has spoiled in your heart
Yes, you should
And he'll become, become the prisoner I was
'Cause it's too hard to belong to someone who is gone

There's still a few holes that let in a little rain
And it was always horribly convenient and happening too fast
Well, it is not these hiding places that have kept us innocent