Change Of Season

If they dropped the bomb
would you love me
then if i was wrong
would it be okay

Well i can see the holes in everyone
a change of season
I feel like i'm losing for money
i feel like i'm losing for free
i feel older than the
dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving
i feel like we're running into walls
i feel like swimming in your apathy
you know i'd love to be
your conscience when it calls
If they made me crawl wold you love me then
if i was small would it be okay
well i can see the need in everyone
a change of season
I feel like i'm losing for money
i feel like i'm losing for free
i feel older than the
dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving
i feel like we're running into walls
i feel like swimming in your apathy
as a kind of parody
For miles and miles and miles
i feel like somebody's missing
i think that somebody's missing.