Song Description

I'm out.

Lyrics

Pass the storm?pass it through my chest
I?ve bolted the good house down
With a nail?made of fingernails
I sit in the middle of the house

I?m feeling out again?I know
I know it?s wrong
There was a time and place?I think
I know it?s gone

File a door?down so I will fit
I?m waiting out the windowpane
Watch me run?into the house
Yelling:
?I?m sleeping with old nicknames?

I?m feeling out again?I know
I know it?s time
Air in a punching bag?I think
I know It?s my

Body

I hold up what you gave to me
It?s fun (!)
That it fits tight into a box I have

So to speak? love came in the mail
And it tore my senses up
So I shook a bug off my leg
And got back inside of the bed

I?m feeling out again?I know
I know it?s time
Air in a punching bag?I think
I know it?s my

Body
Body
Body