I can nI can get away with it all nownYour eyes are deep inside but I see emnIt's beennA couple years since the war nownI saved the days cause I knew I'd need emnnAnd this is it nI have a mouth for younAnd you were therenWhen he picked your world apartnAnd you were there, small handsnYes you were therennI amnDrunk and high and I'm upstairsnI am elegant with my small handsnYou waitnAnd you separate and you call the kids awaynAs the static turns to noisennAnd this is itnI have a mouth for younAnd you were therenWhen he pushed your lips apartnAnd you were there, small handsnYes you were therennI am nRevolution and I am deadnBut I've never felt betternHe will find younFar too big for such small handsnOvergrown and screaming for weathernnAnd this is itnI have a mouth for you nAnd you were therenWhen he pulled your legs apartnAnd you were there, small handsnYes you were therennAnd I will vouch for youn