In Order

Chain, chained, you waited all day for the delivery son
You got no gun
Find time for medicine
It's obvious that it's about timing and taste
I'm left with gravity, close shave and fantasy
You've got rich friends and fangs that don't end
Looks like another centerfold meets up with a drama coach
The toxic talk hip, the punishing glib

This crystal kiss-up lives in Chandelier and the paper tiger loves to watch "Cape Fear" with the untamed folklore riding raw and rear in a rented boxcar
Yell for all to hear: We're gonna rough it!

Fail, failed, your telephone sailed without a flag of goodbye
Fuck the third eye
Follow your birthday with "the end is near," so you steal a cute car from the token queer
Now the smoke rings make the amber chandelier into a headdress for the universal chair
So cheer and cheer and cheer and cheer and cheer

Reach right through the telephone line, wasted all my flow on the opening rhyme
I would have to die for a nickel and dime in order to lie
Go, gone, eternally slept on
The better off stick to a familiar state
Don't touch the furniture
Bite down on the bloody lip
Lovesick? Yes, the batteries died
Once you're inside, show your secret handshake to the auctioneer in the silver t-shirt that ways "disappear."
You can close a window, you can call it clear, trade your brightest diamond for the nearest chandelier

Reach right through the telephone line, wasted all my flow on the opening rhyme
I would have to die for a nickel and dime in order to lie
Catch, catch, caught the worlds-apart kiss, killing all attention with a deafening blitz
I would have to die for the land I won't miss in order to life
Talk, talk, baby, no air anymore
Throw away your kisses to the burning dance floor
I would have to sing "my love is rotten to the core" in order to lie to you