My Brain

What you gaining to see me down?
And putting the image up, the same but inaccurate
You’re such a sucker for a low-blow and an empty head
And you hide inside another bed and you cry into a cigarette
Talkin' to myself but the saints won’t let me out
My brain’s stuck in the elevator
Said all the wrong things but didn’t know
Bang-bang, shoot down the imitator
He don’t fit well into my clothes
My brain’s stuck in the elevator
Said all the wrong things but didn’t know
Bang-bang, shoot down the imitator
He don’t fit well into my clothes
Don’t you hate it, how you love me now
How you can’t seem to get enough
Does it make you delirious?
(Or does it make you just a little sick?)
Do you feel well? (Oh-oh)
Do you need to lay down?(Oh-oh)
That’s the price of a wanderlust (Oh-oh)
I could lend you a couple bucks
(I'll lend you something that will get you through the week)
Talkin' to myself but the saints won’t let me out
My brain’s stuck in the elevator
Said all the wrong things but didn’t know
Bang-bang, shoot down the imitator
He don’t fit well into my clothes
My brain’s stuck in the elevator
Said all the wrong things but didn’t know
Bang-bang, shoot down the imitator
He don’t fit well into my clothes
And I thought the way you’d see me was so luminous, so luminous
When all your insecurities will only turn the flowers to dye
And I thought the way you’d see me was so luminous, so luminous
And try to tear the want in us, so luminous, so luminous
My brain’s stuck in the elevator
Said all the wrong things but didn’t know
Bang-bang, shoot down the imitator
He don’t fit well into my clothes
My brain’s stuck in the elevator
Said all the wrong things but didn’t know
Bang-bang, shoot down the imitator
He don’t fit well into my clothes
(And I thought the way you’d see me was so luminous, so luminous)
My brain’s stuck in the elevator
Said all the wrong things but didn’t know
(And try to tear the want in us, so luminous, so luminous)
Bang-bang, shoot down the imitator
He don’t fit well into my clothes