The Getaway

Well, let’s think that we are boats
What is playing in the shrouds
It was short and it was strong
Like the air in a shrunken head
And all the kids there spread the pieces on the floor
By the time they fit together we had forgotten what they were for
Pretending like she’s beautiful in the pictures I can see
But she only fits together, it’s more than I can say for me
But that’s the way it always is
Feel like running outside
Speaking about bandits
Tell your girl when it falls apart
It falls apart
Yeah, we dressed up like a priest
You’re always going through the wall
Cracking the safe and skipping town
Walk'
You’re always looking for the future
Rinsing out the dark
Looking for a moral to the story
Sound the girl, hop on the run
Mary on the gallows dressed like nothing’s wrong
No funeral, no flowers'
But that’s the way it always is
Feel like running outside
Speaking about bandits
Tell your girl when it falls apart
It falls apart