Hands in the air you look like the girl at the fair with the bubbly eyes.
stonewashed shoe pulling at a rug but the rug don't compromise,
come up to me say why are you so skinny
and pretty for a boy, said thanks for the insults and compliments,
you'll never forget my face no more

i can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you.
so i'll be driving you where nobody knows,
city agitate you, it will take a little second to break you
so i'll be driving you where nobody knows,
i'll be driving you where nobody knows.

looking pretty pink sitting on a swing that dont mean a thing at all,
your heads on my feets you're barking like a pack of dogs
sipping like a drink in the sun,
take it for your word,
take it for a ride take it for a evening dead or alive,
warming up the car packing up the palette to play.

I can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you,
so i'll be driving you where nobody knows,
city agitate you, it will take a little second to break you,
so i'll be driving you where nobody knows,
I'll be driving you where nobody knows......... Jessica........

We like the stones, stones like a rock, clogging up your nose again,
Papa is a searching, devil is a knocking two
swimming up my skin,
here we go now