when I start to fade, when I’m falling out of grace,
all bent out of shape, you can set me back in place
perfect lawns and perfect faces
are hard to keep, they’re overrated,
so many ways to stump the pundits,
and I’m amazed, ‘cause I’m one of them,
I’m gonna slip this cage I’ve made,
long enough to love you, long enough to love you…
never any doubt, we won’t figure this one out,
but when I let it be, it becomes so clear to me,
that perfect lawns and perfect faces
are hard to keep, they’re overrated,
so many ways to stump the pundits,
I stand amazed, ‘cause I’m one of them,
I’m gonna slip this cage I’ve made,
long enough to love you, long enough to love you…
perfect lawns and perfect children
are only pawns, somebody had to build them
so many ways to crack the blacktop,
break through the pavement, watch my jaw drop,
I’m gonna slip this cage I’ve made, any day,
long enough to love you, long enough to love you…
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