Open on a moving train and collapse Rest for awhile Awhile, this time, could be longer than the last And even though snot rags litter the room I hope you’ll make room for me No attraction to action A couple dozen features shy of a disaster A steaming good hot bed of coals is not your home You’re chicken
You’re chicken but I love you and that’s why I think I am too Don’t listen to me when I say nothing’s defined, okay
Open on a moving train Open on a moving train Open on a moving
You’re chicken but I love you and that’s why I think I am too Don’t listen to me when I say nothing’s defined, okay Defined, okay Defined, okay