Texty: Jayhawks. Sound of Lies. Dying On The Vine.

Dear one, I had enough
Killjoy lurking in the shadows
I been sick and tired playing out my day in a dream
Hurry up, hurry up it's late
I'm dying in the shadow
I'm just a little baby boy in your arms

So you
You know who you are
Thought I saw you in the rearview mirror looking down
Took the dive Friday night
Had a pretty good alibi
Gasoline it hid the deed, not taking it for granted
Hurry up, hurry up it's late
I'm tongue-tied and getting something

Babe
Scared of you
Scared of you
Babe
Scared of you
Scared of you

Headed down to Kingsfield
With the key in my hand
Took a swim down at Hidden Beach
You and me in the sand
Hurry up, hurry up it's late
I'm dying in the shadow
I'm just a little baby boy
But now I'm getting something

Babe
Scared of you
Scared of you
Babe
Scared of you
Scared of you

Dear one
I've had enough
Raise the flag, I'm giving up
I'm just sick and tired living out my day in a dream
I want to be the first to say it
Black or white but never gray
I don't feel like me today
I'm dying in the shadow
Hurry up, hurry up it's late
But now I'm getting somewhere

Babe
Scared of you
Scared of you
Babe
Scared of you