Quiet in the kitchen
Stove is cooling down
The grease I ate for dinner
I'm going to wear it like a crown
Push open my window pane
Take a breath outside
The gutters over flowing
Its going to take me for a ride
Pull back from the sill
Rain drops from my hair
From my chest to my finger tips
Its got me gasping for air
I can feel my heartbeat
Chasing after me
Chasing after me
Watch the water boil in the kettle
Then you pour it over the leaves
The woman on the television
Is always crying when she grieves
Sippin bullets
As I stare down at the screen
Hoping the characters will come out and grab me
I'm getting tired of this scene
I can feel my heartbeat
Chasing after me
Chasing after me
I can feel my heartbeat
Chasing after me
Chasing after me
Its going to catch me
Someday I'm sure
People keep telling me that I'm crazy
When I look at the facts
I have to agree
But sometimes the truth seems hazy
It's just one more step in front of me
Riding the big hand
All the way down through my veins
Caught between a tightening grip
And throwing down the reins
I'm now as old as the other
When he gave into the smother
And said goodbye to his mother
And all of us for good
I can feel my heartbeat
Chasing after me
Chasing after me
I can feel my heartbeat
Chasing after me
Chasing after me
Its going to catch me
Someday I'm sure