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Text: yeah yeah yeahs. Show Your Bones. Way Out.

Lies and love, lies, love
Bed wetting son of the great heat
It's all over me, it's all under me
The face ain't making what the mouth needs

Wonder more, want more
Than we did before, try the new tease
Well, quiet you, get over me
The shit is running and it runs deep

I'm way out, way out, way out, way out
When you mean it on the inside you still can't get to me, to me

Fits around me so tight, no
Fits around me so tight, no
Fits around me so tight, no
Fits around me so tight, no

It fits around me, fits around me
Fits around me, fits around me
Fits around me, fits around me
Fits around me, fits around me

I'm way out, way out, way out, way out
When you mean it on the inside you still can't get to me, to me