Well then you've got it all now And we hardly blinked our eyes And it's all making such sense now It won't need to tell us why You came here in the first place And it's nothing like what you thought it'd be You can have it any way that you might want it And you'll see Think of it in the mob's hands And think of it in the park Try not to get your mind wandering Around it in the dark You can think of it a little You can think of it a lot We'll see It's him And it's been So long Can't wait to get home And then what now? Look at you You crooked loose You talk through What you think is gonna happen next time You look slim For being where you've been But then again But then again It's been so high High