Make a Connection

Whoa here she come
She got a loaded gun
And why I ain't blown away
I don't even know how

She got those acid eyes
Yet she claims I'm blind
If I could love her still
I wouldn't even try

Try to make a connection...
To you

If it weren't for some catastrophe
I don't know where we'd be
At the bottom at some salty sea
Where the eels crack our bones

If I could just step it up
We wouldn't be in such a rut
Saltly tears wet the cut
Now there's no way out

Try to make a connection...
To you

Dig a hole in the earth
Dig a hole and we all fall through
Dig a hole in the earth
Dig a hole and we all fall through
And I hope I fall on you!

When we're all blown to bits
She won't be prone to fits
And the apocalypse
Will find its way through

The earth is a computer chip
From the window of my airship
And all I can say to her
Is why keep me around?

Try to make a connection to you...
To you...
To you...
To you...
To you...