Texty: The Moldy Peaches. Lucky Charms.

You're a star, steal my car, just save me
On a roll, sell my soul, forgiveness
Crossed with red, think I'm dead, it's over
Words you say leave my head or hold me

Holy ground, cup of dirt down pavement
Smell your shirt and I hurt till tomorrow
I feel like I'm chasing the guy from Lucky Charms

Fell in love, out of love, still dreaming
Flying blue without out you slow motion
Baseball champs, gothic vamps and stage fright
I love hard as a guard, I'm crying

Now you're gone, I'm a wave without direction
Baby born lost its way in the forest
I feel like I'm chasing the guy the from Lucky charms

Now I'm gone, now I'm gone
Now I'm gone
All alone, all alone
All alone

Now I feel like I'm chasing the guy from Lucky charms
All alone, all alone
Leaving home, leaving home
All alone