Space in the Sound

Lois is the bold one
Lana never cared
That's an oversimplification
What do you know?
You weren't even there

I walk, I walk on the curbside
Skipping stones in the street
Balance like I'm on a tightrope, hold tight
Hope I never succumb to the breeze
Come be one with me, please

(O-o-oh oh, o-o-oh oh, o-o-o oh oh)

Eighteen and she's addicted
Dormant deep inside
Feels like the continent has shifted
What do you know if you never ask why?

I lean a lot on your laurels
Maybe I knocked 'em down
Mother Theresa on a light post, so bright
Though she never seems to come around

I don't bleed like that
I don't make-believe I have
My own place on the ground
(I don't, I don't)
Space in the sound
(My own, my own)

I don't bleed like that
I don't make-believe I have
My own place on the ground
(I don't, I don't)
Space in the sound
(My own, my own)

(O-o-oh oh, o-o-oh oh, o-o-o oh oh)
(O-o-o-oh oh, o-o-oh oh, o-o-o oh o-oh, o-oh, o-oh o-oh oh oh)
(O-o-o-o-oh, o-o-o-oh o-oh, o-o-o-o-o-oh, o-o-o-oh o-oh, o-oh)

Sitting with me on the playground
She wants to know the words
Oh I'm naked and afraid now
What do you know, it doesn't really hurt

I think it's more than it has to be
I think you understand
I think my place moves constantly
And I start again

I don't bleed like that
I don't make-believe I have
My own place on the ground
(I don't, I don't)
Space in the sound
(My own, my own)

I don't bleed like that
I don't make-believe I have
My own place on the ground
(I don't, I don't)
Space in the sound
(My own, my own)

(Instrumental)