Text: Possum Dixon. Elevators.

I'm not a type and you know I really want you
I'm waiting for the doors to close so I can really show you
You're interior is playing with my insides
And every time I close the door, you watch a suicide

Oh me and elevators, we're going to the go-go
Me and elevators, we're going to the picture show
Don't you know I can't love you like a girl
You all set me up and bring me down

One of these days you're gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together
And all these people are gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together

I'm wasted in the elevator
I'm wasted in the elevator
I'm wasted in the elevator
Don't you know I'm wasted in the elevator?

One of these days you're gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together
All these people are gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together

And one of these days you're gonna find out
When the door's closed, we'll be together
And all these people are gonna find out
When the door's closed, we'll be together

One of these days you're gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together
All these people are gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together

One of these days you're gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together
And all these people are gonna find out
And the door's closed, we'll be together