So if you see me smoking myself dry
I'll be better off face to the sky
Knock me down
A, please
The porch is outright faced
To the open door
Sending me
You're a treasure
Beside blinded eyes
But f*ck-all is a good disguise
For a washed-up lunatic
With no more lies
The lights are on
And I'll come home
To the stereo playing something, I don't know
So if you see me smoking myself dry
I'll be better off face to the sky
Knock me down
A, please
The porch is outright faced
To the open door
Sending me
And I don't know
What to do anymore
Stand awake on a clean floor?
Look at an empty palm
Love lost psalm in full gore
Yea and I'll be high and on my phone
Keeping up with people I will never know
To see is believe
The sun still greets us
Driving slow and feeling the same breeze
So if you see me smoking myself dry
I'll be better off face to the sky
Knock me down
A, please
Your love is patient
I'll be kind
With quiet words and a romance on my mind
So if you see me smoking myself dry
I'll be better off face to the sky
Knock me down
A, please
The porch is outright faced
To the open door
Sending me