She says she thinks we're fresh But I know that we're stale I think I'll hold my breath She can watch my face go pale She says she'll hold my dress There's no one to impress I think I see my mama in the crowd Well hey my names Icarus and welcome to the show I can probably sum it up for you in one two three four See I'm drenched in bad luck and taboo ha need I say more If you try to shoot for heaven you'll wind up on the ocean floor Well now she's wondering if we're understood Well baby I swear we're not And now she's thinking maybe I could Well fuck it baby give it a shot Well hey my names Icarus and welcome to the show I can probably sum it up for you in one two three four See I'm drenched in bad luck and taboo ha need I say more If you try to shoot for heaven you'll wind up on the ocean floor