TALL GRASS

Oh, no They got lost in the tall grass With nowhere to go Except down to the roots, oh I just woke up on the right side of the wrong bed When I look down, only thing I see is Head stains on a mattress And the remains of a black dress When I fuck up, yeah, the bright side is what you said That when I'm down, the only thing I really want is Head stains on a mattress And the remains of a black dress Oh, no, we got lost in the tall grass With nowhere to go Except down to the roots, oh (except down to the roots, oh) Dig it up now to the bones in our knuckles We got buckets of rubble, building nothing but struggle Oh, no, I think we're in trouble Skyline like riptide, swinging all in my mind Tiptoeing 'round my outline I'm too melted to move Bodies over easy on the pavement Forgot how to breathe, brain's vacant Well, I can't believe my eyes now Light's a little too loud Try to pull the blinds down We got lost in the tall grass Oh, no, we got lost in the tall grass With nowhere to go Except down to the roots, oh (except down to the roots, oh) Dig it up now to the bones in our knuckles We got buckets of rubble, building nothing but struggle Oh, no, I think we're in trouble (I think we're in trouble)