See my guts on the floor Are my guts enough? Yeah we're fools for light, fools for life Much further than we know it And that four letter word that you call your street It's why nobody can say it but everybody wants a piece
Some are birds confused by the window crash You date moths that never leave the front porch So that nothing lasts And the bats at night that can only smell the light Go looking for dinner and they creep us out Every time they remind us of us and the fools for light
Ooh, got a feeling I've already lost this time
See your guts on the floor Are your guts enough? Yeah we're fools for light, fools for life Much further than we know it And that four letter word that you call your street Nobody can say it, nobody can leave Oh this time, this time I really mean it
Some are birds confused by the window crash and the window pane You've dated moths that never leave the front porch So that nothing lasts And the bats at night that can only smell the light Diving in for dinner and they miss sometimes Yeah they creep us out every time They remind us of us and the fools for light Every star and rhyme got you thinking you're a criminal
Ooh, got a feeling I've already lost this time Ooh, got a feeling I've already lost this light