Lived my life inside a fuse boxnPut my doubts up on the stagenStored our secrets in the basementnA mason jar of jealousy and rage nnAll this dust it will destroy younThe photographs they make it hard for you to breathenThrow your pennies to the mice andnLock the door tight when you leave nnI’ve been thinking you should settle downnSend a postcard when you donI’ll let the angels know you’ll be aroundnJust in case they manage to get throughnAnd they ask for you nnYour piano is on fire, dearnIt’s always one last cigarettenRest a spell and sit for me herenAnd I will trace your silhouette nnThe moment to decide is drawing nearernSometime between this stoplight and the next onenHappiness lives in your rearview mirrornBut you’re blinded by the setting sun n