There´s rows and rows of houses
With windows painted blue
With the light from a TV
Running parallel to you

But there is no sunken treasure
Rumored to be
Wrapped inside my ribs
In a sea, black with ink

I am so
Out of tune
With you
I am so out of tune
With you

If I had a mountain
I´d try to fold it over
If I had a boat (probably roll over)
You know I´d probably roll over (leave it on the shore)

And I leave it on the shore (leave it for somebody)

I´d leave it for somebody
Surely there´s somebody
Who needs it more than me

I am so
Out of tune
With you

I am so out of tune
With you

For all the leaves we´ll burn
In autumn fires and then return
For all the fires we burn
All will return

Music is my savior
I was maimed by rock and roll

I was maimed by rock and roll
I was tamed by rock and roll
I got my name from rock and roll