Step out the front door like a ghost into a fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
In between the moon and you
Angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again where I don't know
Maria says she's dying through the door
I hear her crying why I don't know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here
Something radiates
Maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
Said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
And she walks along the edge
Where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in a circus
She parks her car outside of my house
And takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding jesus
And she knows she's more just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Round here we're carving out our names
Round here
We all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice my plans
Round here
Slipping through my hands
Rock on sleeping sugar better run like the wind
Out of the lightning
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says it's only in my head
She says I know it's only in my head
The girl on the car in the parking lot
Says man you should try to
Take a shot can't you see my walls are crumbling
And she looks up at the building
Says he's thinking of jumping
She says he's tired of life
She must be tired of something round here
Always on my mind
Round here
I've got lots of time
Round here we're never seem to get away
And nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very very very very late I
I can't see nothing
Nothing round here
Oh you catch me if I'm falling
You catch me if I'm falling
You catch me cause I'm falling down
Oh here I said I'm under the gun
Around here
Oh man I said I'm under the gun
Around here
I can't see nothing nothing round here