Ice bucket thrower, straight jacket on a Can I try you on for size? I look good in lace and leather You look good when we're together But I'm dead behind the eyes There was a garden here Can we do this one more time? I'm still here on Sunday morning If it's just to see the dawning Of the colour in your eyes There was a flower here Not five years ago Is this how your story goes? Don't get paid just tell me so Put your cold feet on the concrete Put your hands on the bricks of water and sand Cos this is no-man's land You don't understand Put your cold feet on the concrete Put your hands on the bricks of water and sand Cos this is no-man's land And you don't understand it Cherry Blossom, bluebirds in a tree Joke stocking filler, true passion killer Can I try you on for size? I look good in lace and leather You look good when we're together But I'm dead behind the eyes There was a garden here Yea uh she said wanna try me I'm about to loose it come and find me Don't take nothing lightly I think there's something right behind me Waiting for my death I hope it's timely Baby why you changing your mind I got tears in my eyes Blind leading the blind Whey ain't you reading the signs You don't believe in me Shit you could fuck this up so easily Yea when the wind blows I hear you whisper in my ear Soon as I turn around it's too late You disappear another year But that's the way that she goes Changing her mind cos her feet getting cold Make up your mind baby or leave me alone Yea I need a season to grow Cherry blossom, bluebirds in a tree Ice bucket thrower Straight jacket on a Can I try you on for size?